Well I guess I don't have to wonder anymore. A few weeks ago I was sent an add friend request from a young lady in Florida on my Facebook account. Her hyphenated last name was the same as my father's (granted I have no relationship w/the SOB). But there wasn't a message attached stating who she was so I denied her request. I did not remember her or knew who she was.
Today she sent me a message w/another add request and she indeed is related to me (from my father's side). She's my cousin presumably. I was very "happy" and "delighted" in my message to her saying how great it was for me to find her on Facebook. But in all honestly, it sent anxiety all through me. I have no idea of the countless relatives I have on my father's side and not growing up knowing them was never a thought in my mind. Now all of a sudden I inherit (at my age) a whole set of family?! It was crazy. I just played into the role as I am/was expected to portray.
Has anyone ever been in my shoes? I feel as if these people who know nothing of me or how I lived or what makes me who I am is going to judge me! What if we don't get along? The family on my mom's side...our philosophy (as most are) blood is blood. We may not always get along but that's family.
With that being said I'm sure more will come of this subject but I wanted to share something personal in nature that others may be able to relate. And because of the way I was raised (by a single mom & also another SOB - step dad) greatly influences my life, my choices and my character. Hi, my name is Michelle. Most people call me "crazy Michelle." I'm sure in more posts to come you'll see why.
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