Mv Disfunctional Family

            First of all I have four older brothers, and I am the youngest and only girl in my family. I must say that I have a very dysfunctional family. My older brother, Miguel, I must say he is the only “normal’ guy in the family. He was the first one to graduate High School although he did not finish College because he was going to be a dad. I do not understand why that was an obstacle for him, but who am I to judge. He never got in trouble because he was always too shy. Then it’s my brother Gustavo. He was and still kind of is the trouble maker in the family. Always getting into fights, and was always in and out of jail. He never liked school therefore he dropped out two months before graduation. He currently has a 9 month old baby. Gustavo calmed his ways a little, but one thing he will never stop is his drinking habit. Then its my other brother Ramiro. He is also a trouble maker, but he is a little less than my other brother. He is really nice, but when he’s with his friends he acts really tough. I think it is funny how he acts different around people, but I know deep inside he is a sweetheart. Last is my youngest brother Baldomero. He I believe has been through hard times. He had many changes from being a punker to being “normal” . Baldomero grew up using many types of drugs. He abused crystal meth and marijuana. Know I believehe is out of his mind. He is kind of crazy because he is bipolar. He can be happy at one point and suddenly he snaps and becomes a different person. He was in Mexico in rehab for a couple months; he came out clean and he acted normal. Then he came back here, and started consuming crystal meth. Then its me; I think I am “normal”. I am the second to graduate High School, but first one to actually keep coming to college. My mother, Benicia, a hard working woman who suffers because of the dysfunctional family we are.  She always supported us, but she takes care of my brothers like if they were little kids. She is constantly checking upon them, and its kind of annoying. Although I understand that she worries about them since they are troubled guys, she needs to worry about her health as well. She has high blood pressure, and she gets shaky when she worries. Then my father, Baldomero, a hard working man who always worked very hard to support all of us. He is very nice, but when one of us gets him mad he sure will go off on us. He supports me and my older brother because we are the only normal ones. He says that he is not supporting lazy low lives. He cares for all of us the same even though sometimes he does not show it because he says we need to be responsible. We are not a close family. We each are very different from one another, so we do not always get along. That makes us a dysfunctional family!