I'm white, but I've had a ****ed up relationship with both my mom and dad since I was 6. It's a complicated story, and I'm not going into much detail about it, but I hate being here at home. I don't exactly like being home, and that stems from the fact that he just got married back in May.

He got married to a Russian woman... A mail-order bride, if you will, and she has a 12 year old kid.

It's the most awkward situation I've ever been in. Period.

My relationship with my mom on the other hand... Her husband tried to kill me and she actually took his side. I'm sure you can imagine how I feel about that. I love my mom, but will never go back over to that house because of that *******.