Where Is My Mind?

I have a hard time with the idea of "family" in the traditional sense. I've always been there for my brother, mom, and dad, but my relationships with them have always felt like they're missing something. It should be noted that I'm an extreme idealist, and whenever I imagine something in my head it's perfect, so I'm sure that's swaying my view a fair amount. I've always had friends that I could talk to about almost anything, which I feel like I can't do with my family. Maybe I just feel like my family needs to be perfect because of my idealism? Or maybe I've been instilled an unrealistic idea of how a family is supposed to be? Whatever the case, from now on, I'm just going to take them as I see them. They all have flaws that really bother me, and at times, get me frustrated beyond belief, but I guess I'm going to do my best to let them be themselves, and love them anyways. It's hard for me to do that, I want the best for all of them, but I think if I take a backseat, and don't get so involved with their affairs, I'll be able to appreciate them more. Who knows? Maybe our relationships will be great after all of this. As of 12:00 am Sunday, Operation Family Matters is commencing. Until tomorrow...