Man...I haven't even had my surgery yet but I'm already working to change my habits...meaning I've given up soda, fast food, and most carbs in preparation for my surgery...and my family is driving me crazy!

I am the youngest of four and my thee older siblings are a bunch of freaking duds! My oldest brother livings in the shed behind my house, he is almost 40, out of work, doesn't pay any bills and is constantly lying. In addition, I have to deal with all his tweaked out friends that never seem to want to leave.

My next brother is about 32ish and he visits often, breaking into my house whenever I'm not home to help himself to whatever is in the fridge...he also lets his friends into my house when I'm not home and leaves the house smelling like marijuana whenever he leaves.

Then there is my sister...she is almost 30 and she is bipolar, schizophrenic, and addicted to meth...I can't trust her to come into the house because something always goes missing....she also thinks I am basically the devil and the worst person in the world for some reason...I guess the voices in her head said so. Basically, I've had to call the police on her and have her committed...I was the one that found her last year when she attempted to kill herself and then at the hospital...the crisis workers blamed me and asked me why I wasn't able to keep a better eye on her...

Despite all of their shortcomings, they are my siblings and I have always tried to be there for them. I work hard at my job to pay the bills and buy groceries only to come home the next day and all the food I just bought will be eaten already. Sometimes when I get super pissed off I just want to get in my car...go to McDonald's and get a 20 piece nuggets and a large fry!

Sorry about the long post but I just had to get it all out...they are driving me crazy! What must it be like to have supportive and loving siblings that don't steal everything from you...and treat you like they actually care...I'm only 23 years old and I've been fat my whole life..all I've ever done is take care of my family. I dropped out of high school at 17 to start working....I don't have friends over to my house because my family is...well you get the picture. Because of my brothers, I've grown so mistrustful of people, especially men...so now most relationships with me are doomed before they even start...but I am just gonna keep a positive mental attitude whenever I can and hope for the best and try to remember to see the good in people.....

The best thing I ever did for myself wad move away from my family. Airplane distance. They are wonderful in small doses but I knew I needed to move to realize my potential and that I never wanted to raise kids in that craziness.