I kissed my crush at a party to break a curse

Hi! My name is Alana, and honestly, I’m still so excited about this, I want the whole world to know! My whole life changed when I finally got to kiss my crush at a party. Sounds like something that happens every Friday night, right? But what if I tell you that it took a whole year for me to get to that point, and everyone recorded us while we did it. Also... it might have finally broken a family curse I’m sure existed, even though no one believes me.
Yeah, it’s a bit more complex than you originally might have thought, right?
Well, let’s tell you a bit about me. I come from this really dysfunctional family. And I mean messed up for real. Mom and dad are divorced, and so are my uncles and grandparents. Basically anyone who got married in my family wanted out, like, super-fast. You might even call it a bit of a family curse, I don’t know.
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I’m the youngest of three siblings. My brothers, Wendell and Jules, both are a mess. Jules got engaged to his girlfriend when they were still in high school. They got married like a week after graduating. Want to know how long that lasted? Two months! Yeah, that’s right! They didn’t even make it to half a year!
And my brother Wendell? Yeah, he got himself into a shotgun wedding, because he got the sheriff’s daughter pregnant. So he married her even though they had been dating like for about 5 or 6 months. They are still married, but believe me when I say, not happily. At least my niece is super cute and I get to babysit her often. She’s almost two years old now, and the most adorable little girl ever.
I hate it when my brother and sister-in-law argue in front of her. I don’t think they’ll stay married much longer, but my brother is too afraid of his dad-in-law to actually file for a divorce.
So, yeah, growing up, I had several Christmas parties and birthdays to celebrate in order to avoid my divorced relatives from ever meeting. Getting both my parents to go to a PTA was almost impossible! These issues really affected the way I saw relationships and love, you know? In my mind, no matter how much you liked someone, it always ended up going wrong.
And mom and dad didn’t just break it off, they hated each other guts, but kept contacting each other all the time! Mom would tell him she wanted to go back with him, and then he’d go to her place and they’d be super lovey-dovey for a few days... before he accused her of cheating or she got annoyed by his old habits or something.
Then they’d split up again and it all went to hell. They were the more un-divorced divorced couple I ever met!
And the worse part was that my brothers and I always got dragged into this mess, every single time. Jules and Wendell are quite a bit older than me, and because of that, I was usually the only one living at home with my mom when these temporary reconciliations happened.
I bet you can imagine why I’m the youngest by far... yeah, mom and dad thought a third baby, after years and years of a rocky marriage, would fix everything. Spoiler alert? It didn’t! It only made things worse.
A baby is a lot of work and it puts a lot of stress on the couple. It can be a blissful arrival, sure, but it can also break what was already bent. And my parents... well...they got drunk, they might have told me I was the reason they got divorced.
They never remember this the next morning, and I know it’s not true, but it still hurts a lot, and i have to deal with that.
My parents, my aunts, and uncles, my brothers and even my grandparents can be so stupid when it comes to relationships, that I kind of figured out everyone was that way.
That was why when I began having feelings for this cute guy at my school, Tommy, I immediately freaked out. In my head, this wasn’t going to work out well at all! He was the perfect guy, you know? Good student, funny, super sweet and oh my god so damned hot! He was everything I wanted in a guy, and that scared me to bits.
Because I had seen the pattern repeat itself over and over and over again. I’d fall in love, we’d date, everything would be fine, then we’d fight... break up... reunite... break up... get married... go on a separation period... get back together... divorce... see each other in motel rooms pretending it was nothing serious.
Yeah, yeah, I know. It’s a messed up way of thinking, but it’s what my family taught me happens when you fall in love.
Oh, and don’t even get me started on how afraid I am any potential boyfriend will cheat on

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