In what not-so-good way are you like your father?
when my dad gets angry, he doesn’t want to talk; he holds a grudge for quite a while. i know where he gets it from–my grandma is the same way, and her dad was, too–he was famous for shunning some part of the family at any given time, until, at near the end, he refused to talk to anyone. i’ve found i hold grudges, too.
In what not-so-good way are you like your mother?
my mom is a worrier, as was her mom. as is me.
In what not-so-good way are you like your siblings?
my sisters and i were doormats. everyone walked all over us because we were all too timid to speak up. i don’t think it’s true any more of one of my sisters, and perhaps the other, in a way, but there are times when the little tendency does pop up.
In what not-so-good way are you like a relative outside your immediate family?
i have cousins who are recluses. i’d totally be like that, too, if i didn’t have the job i do. in fact, it’s probably *because* of the job that i sometimes *want* to be a recluse. *sigh*
not saying that recluses are “not-so-good” but i just have that tendency to want to stay in and if i do have to venture out, it’s out early so i don’t run into people i know.
If members of your family voted, what would they elect as the thing about you they’d most like to change?
i’m not a go-getter.