User blog:Mrdaimion/My Rants/Some Help?

Alright, I realized I made a blog like five days ago, but this one is much more serious then some character rankings. I've been going through a-lot lately with my life, so I figured it would be good to just vent all that out on the TDIFF wikia. (I thought about posting this on camps, but the people here seem to be more used to this kinda blog.) Anyway, what's wrong exactly with my life, you'll see soon. Let me start way at the beginning, before I was born actually:

So, about twenty years ago, my dad was drinking and crap. Then he drunk and drove. Then he got in a horrible crash, got brain damage actually. He was rushed to the hospital, and was very, I mean very lucky to survive. So, now he has brain damage. That doesn't make him dumb though, not at all, he's a college professor actually. But it gave him anger problems. Now, let's skip ahead to more recent times:

Eighteen years later, or about two years ago, my parents got divorced. This was mainly because of my dad's anger issues, and my brother can't stand my dad, reasons unknown to me. My dad continued yelling at us until he left the house for Houston to become a college proffessor (or Dallas, I keep getting the two confused x.x).

Roughly five, six months ago, I learned that I was getting a new step-dad, and a little later I found out that my mom got pregnant by him. Although, to be honest, the second part didn't surprise me, since I heard them, er, "doing it". I also got some more news: I was moving to North Carolina. Everything I had here in Texas, gone, vamoosh now, especially since I don't have a phone and the email adress I gave to my friends won't work for me. No remaining contact to them now.

About two and a half months ago I had to stay ten days at my dad, before getting in the car to move to North Carolina. That was, to be honest, the most boring experience of my life, doesn't help either that my brother beat me up til my nose bled in a Pet Co there. When my mom eventually arrived, we all got in the car, and crammed with a, to be honest, b****y cat and no room to move my feet, we set off for North Carolina.

After a boring car-ride, we got there. The house was good in it's scenry, I'll admit that, but it was freaking small, as in we could fit two, maybe three in our old house. =/ We got stuff unpacked, and with no electricity for about a week, I simpily read some books. When the computer got there, I just wasted the hours away on it, and everything was fine. For a while. Until my very dysfunctional family started becoming... Very dysfunctional... Care for me to explain?

Older Brother- Stereotypical teenager now. Found out last night that he smokes weed, and he kept me up all night fighting with mom. He also ditches school. He b****es at my mom to find some magical way to get him a job close-by, when our house is in the middle of nowhere. He has bilimea (that's how you spell it right?), and he throws up in the rest-room, thinking no-one knows. He hates my dad. Fights with my mom all the time. He also watches porn, I know this since we used to share a computer, and I'd occasionaly find the porn related thing in the "Recent Searches" bar. =/

Step-Dad- To be honest, he can be nice, but for a-lot of the time he's an ass. =/ He thinks buying me stuff will get me to like him. He stuff my cat in the freezer for his sadistic enjoyment. The other cat of ours that used to be his, and also passed away a little before we moved to NC he gets mad at me about, like somehow it was my fault. I don't know what my mom sees in him, to be entirely honest. =/

Mom- Fights with my brother all the time, threatens to make him live with dad or send him to rehab so he doesn't hurt the baby that'll be born in August with the weed he smokes. She also wants to send him away cause she thinks he's a bad influence on me, which he sorta is. I know she cries at least once a week now at night-time, when she thinks no-one can hear her sobs. She's the only one I feel truely sorry for. =/

Me- And then there's me. Probably the least dysfunctional, but still probably dysfunctional to be honest. I'm the kid in the family who avoids fights, is forced to get out of the room when there's one. Wastes away his life on the computer, and with the havoc around him, who can blame him wanting to get away from life? Has aspergurs, although he only shows it by isolating himself from everyone apparently, used to it because of family life.

What do y'all suggest I do about this? In chatango, BB suggested family counciling, which I probably will do, although not for a while, since it would be weird to ask: "Hey, mom, ever tried family counciling?" And... Now that I think about it, my mom and brother may have tried it before, I dunno. Anyway, please comment a suggestion of what to do, or at least to show that you read this, since just reading this will make me feel a-lot better. =/