Speed Dating the Family

Communicating with some of my siblings after 45 year hiatus is like speed dating. I am sad to discover that they became the monsters I ran away from. Our parents who were the King and Queen of power narcissism and control. They embraced the superficial world of advertising. Non-stop conspicuous consumption. Complaints about the 20 dollar cost of clipping the dogs nails while traveling the globe on airplanes every month. I don't get it. I don't want to know anymore.