Oh FUCK NO they didn't.

[chibi_trillian]

I hate my family. HATE. Stupid stoic fucktards. ARG. What the hell? I can go off a moped at 30mph, hit the ground so hard that I bounce, skid for twenty feet, and walk away with a chip of bone the size of a sesame seed snapped off of my pinky that wouldn't have happened if I had just friggin' let go of the bike and tuck'n'rolled before I hit the ground. Meanwhile, my sister's bones have gotten so fragile that she can trip getting up from a chair and break her arm in three places and NOBODY, including her, thinks that it's important enough to tell me. *UBERHEADDESK*

Seriously, did I steal all the good health out of the two of us? My sister's not quite twenty-one and has osteoporosis. And apparently her headaches have gotten to the point that they're affecting her daily life. And she's been having other problems to the point that she finally broke down and went in for full-spectrum bloodwork last week. And nobody told me until my mother mentioned it in passing and I went, "Wait, WTF?" Because it wasn't important. Because I'm busy and I have my own problems.

I'm just so mad at them. And I can't even yell at them, because I've pulled the exact same shit, though not to the same degree. But...rawr. So pissed. I'd scream or cry or kick something or run around shouting profanity, but it wouldn't do any good and would likely frighten Tiff and she's had a crappy enough day as is without seeing me lose my temper for the fourth time in the five years she's known me. Hopefully writing this down will help vent some of it.

Rawr.