It really doesn't feel good being the outcast of the family. I drove 6 hours to see my family, only to be hiding in the room while my youngest is napping to cry and wish I was at home. It's crazy how one family beach trip a couple years ago can ruin a family dynamic and break relationships. Why can't some "adults" own up to their behaviors, name throwing, and apologize for treating someone horrible. I have forgiven because that is the right thing to do, but I'm struggling with moving past the hurt. I just want things to be back to the way they were before we went on that vacation.