"Family" Pictures

I guess my mother and I have a "selective" family. This sounds kind of strange but to us it really makes sense. My brother and I do not have the same father (thank God) so I obviously do not consider his father family. Okay maybe it isn't so obvious but I think if you knew him you'd understand... you wouldn't want to claim him either. Anyway, my family consists of my mother, my grandmother, my brother and myself. My brother's father's family is definitely not included. I think they are just horrible people... to say the least. Except for my brother's father's father (it gets horribly confusing) I'd like to adopt him. He's the sweetest old guy and I really feel bad for him actually being related to "them."He's roughly 80, he can barely walk and they MAKE him work and walk to work. According to "them" if you're not in that little group you're pretty much crap, literally. I think they believe I'm not worth the air I breathe. I can't even count how many times I've been called derogatory names or have had things said behind my back by that so called "family." If you're an outsider like my mother, my grandmother, myself or anyone that marries into the family you're worthless. So yeah I do not have any pictures with them. I will never claim them and I'm actually quite happy my mother decided not to marry my brother's father after all. I heard he was a decent guy in the beginning but I really don't believe it. Oh well, My brother is pure sunshine and a giant but I'd do anything for him, regardless of his father. I practically ran out of that house when I had a chance and I will never go back. Even when I used to go visit Staten Island and I was there late I refused to spend the night in that house. I guess if I could hate I would but then again, I'd be no better than them.