hanging my tomorrows on the bones of yesterday

I try to be there for my cousins and second cousins who are too young to understand how backward their being raised. I try to give them some support that doesn't come with conditions and disclaimers and agendas. How this will turn out, I am unsure, but *shrugs* it can't hurt.

Strangely, I love a lot of people that I absolutely cannot count on. And while it bothers me, at least I know what they are. I don't feel the emotional need to pretend that their my friends even if I'm related to them. Not everyone can do the Zen of Not Caring thing. I feel for you guys sometimes.