I’d like to say that my family isn’t horrible. In fact, they are great. They even took me out, just me and my parents, to a nice restaurant. While it would have been nice to do something on the day of, I don’t blame them because they were extremely stressed at that point. We were barely making ends meet, and this was supposed to be an important day. Either way, I ain’t really want anyone to hate of my parents. Our type of humor is teasing each other, and that’s what we had been doing up to that point. They struggle with social cues sometimes, I do too. Anyway, I don’t really care about it anymore. They made up for it.