Forebodings

This visit to Florida is serving as a fresh reminder that my mother's family is a bag of mixed nuts - really. I don't want to go into details, but it seems like every female in my mother's family has problems ranging from borderline neuroses to mental illness. And for the first time I'm afraid I'm going to turn out like one of them - I already have some problems and I'm afraid that once I hit a certain age I'm going to be extremely irritable or paranoid or just out of it. And my concerns are not at all alleviated by my little brother's assertion that I am going to turn out like my mother's sister, a possibility that I think my mother worries about herself. I keep forgetting how much these visits to my mother's parents make me hate my family.