Fuckin People!!!

It's been a while since I've bitched up a storm here. Friday I was going to call my mom because her birthday is coming up on the 26th and I wanted to send her flowers since I usually don't get my parents anything but a phone call for their birthdays and I figured they were going out of town for her birthday. Well she called me first, I was right they are leaving so I found out when and am sending it a couple days before. Well we started talking about my grandma, my dads mom, and how we are kind of the black sheep somehow in her eyes. Now she isn't creul or anything, she just always does stuff for other family members and not us. Last month she took my cousin to Vegas for a week for her 21st birthday, I didn't get shit, they have said they were going to come over and take me to Atlantic City for the past 4 years now and have never came to visit me here. Well mom told me a little story that sent me over the edge. My dad has always had a big dark lima bean shaped scar on his stomach, It's not a normal scar, it looks kind of like different skin. Well all I ever knew was that he fell out of a tree when he was little. Mom told me he was 5, and had less than a 50% chance to live. This was back in 1964, he punctured some organs and had internal bleeding and in small town Ohio apparently they hadn't perfected stopping shit like that. Well his mom and dad were recently divorced, him and his brother choose to stay with his dad and his sister stayed with their mom. She got the news and couldn't make it to the hospital because she had to go to work, because she worked with her boyfriend. She choose a guy over perhaps seeing her son before he went into a surgery he may not make it out of. My son is now 5, and after hearing this I started thinking and had my eyes watering up thinking if I got news like that. I would drive as fast as I could on shoulders if I had to, I would make the 6-7 hour drive in 3 hours. Then I started thinking if I got pulled over what would happen, would the cop let me go, give me a police escort? I would have to stop, I would burst out of the car bawling my eyes out, screaming I had to get home, my son was dying, this phrase, just thinking of having to utter this phrase is making my eyes water again. What would happen? .....Anyways. Well long story short, she finally married a guy, who is cool and funny I like him as my grandpa but we are still excluded from things, the daughter who choose to live with her gets everything, she gave her her house, pays for her daughters(my cousins) college and a car, and plenty more shit. My parents and I don't get shit. They are now buying and fixing up houses, then selling them back at a higher price or renting them out, so they are making some good money right now. I have been contemplating about either sending her a nasty email or ask her when we're going to Atlantic City, my birthday's next month! Or hell let's go back to Vegas, When my and said cousin were little we used to be able to milk her for money but now looking at things, I guess I only got it because she was there. Oh well, I may have been the trouble kid on both sides of my family growing up but I have made it fine on my own, no help from anyone. I have bought everything, I got away and made a better life, I have still made mistakes but they were ones I could learn from and recover, I am better off and a better peron than most of them. Perhaps that's the main reason I want to get rich, just so I can help those who have tried to help me and tell all the rest to fuck off, I'll buy them a nice coffin.