I'll admit I'm struggling still with my relationship with my sister. I want so bad to go see my Uncle Buddy. But if I go to Louisiana, I'll be "expected" to go to my sister's house. You know. The one that kicked me out in her drunken rage? Back last June? I haven't been back to my "home (Louisiana)" since then. I miss my relatives. I want to see my mom's grave. I want seafood. I had done so much for her through the years and she still treated me like total crap. Sure,we've made up, but I will not step foot in her precious house ever again. It's just a tough situation. I'm trying to come to terms for helping her so much, bailing her out so many times, and then being treated like poopoo. It has changed me. I'll no longer be walked all over. I just don't go out of my way anymore to help anyone. Sad, but true.