{"sf1_id":1660712,"sf2_id":null,"title":"SB-TB 02","author":"Sly Bluepaw","words":453,"posted_at":"2020-12-14T07:59:00.000Z","tags":["SB-TB","Story Series"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1660712-sb-tb-02","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/1660712","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=1660712\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#3 of SB-TB\n\nAnother teaser submission for a story I'm (albeit slowly) working on.","content":"Family... heh, something I wish I had right now. Well to put it into more perspective, a family that was a family, than just those who know each other by blood.\n\nI have a mom, a dad, and a sister. I'm not very close to each of them, not even equally distance either. I don't connect well with either of them; not at each other's throats but lacking of a strong bond. My sis had a better bonding with Mom as I did with Dad. However the bonding between me and Dad wasn't quality enough. It was more spur of the moment and then a gap of nothing.\n\nI have several aunts, uncles, and cousins but always felt overwhelmed or shy around them only because the um... how overly excited they were to see me while I was the exact opposite, scared and nervous, especially with my cousins. Smiles were a bit too heavy. Eventually they stopped trying to greet me or left me be after many attempts to get me talking about what's going on in my life and I had literally nothing to share because my life was dull, boring and depressing.\n\nI didn't know what to say or do, and my cousins had interests I found distasteful or boring, at least was in my view. Rarely they had a game I enjoyed and wanted to play more of, but they found it boring and wanted to do something else I felt uncomfortable of doing. Same happened with some friends over the years; just grew apart like that.\n\n..... ..... ....., ..... ..... .....?\n\n...No, I don't miss any of them.\n\n.....?\n\nAny of them. Whlie I may have grown up with majority of them, I never connected well with them. Heavy lack of common interests than just one, heavy lack of talking points to get a conversation going. Besides, I refused to talk about a few things that I knew would be either boring for them or cause conflict; and I've had to deal with that as a kid between my sister and my mother alone. Almost on a weekly basis they would be at each other's throats in a shouting match. I've long since blocked those out of my mind.\n\n.....?\n\n...There are some friends I miss, but they're better off I'm not a part of their life anymore. I believe they're happier without me. Besides, made better friends here than from my old home. Maybe if those--\n\n..... .....! .....?!\n\nAh flimrod, let's go!\n\n_Maybe if those suits didn't invade and demand respect at a grave cost of living, my friends would be still living with. Shame I'll never see them again even if I do go back._\n\n  \n  \n\n"}