Apparently I don’t love my family. Or they don’t love me.

I have been thinking long about writing a trip report/ blog about my last vacations or not.

First of all, it takes a lot of time. The few times I tried writing one of a longer vacation (i.e. longer than 3 days), I started but never finished it.

Secondly, it seems that people feel like you’re bragging if you dare to write about your car, house, vacation, … On the other hand of course, everyone wants to know how your vacation went, what your house looks like, …

Thirdly, it seems I’m a pathetic loser who doesn’t love her family or who is not loved by her family. Why? Because I dare to travel by myself or with just my mom. Meaning my mom is a pathetic not-loved or not-loving loser too, because she dares to travel without my dad.
Have I been told this “in my face” (or straight to my screen name)? No, I admit that.
However: I have read a number of times reactions like “oh their marriage must be failing if she goes on vacation without her husband.” I usually reply then explaining the way my mother and I travel together, without my dad, that both of them are happy with that arrangement and that it doesn’t mean their marriage is falling apart.
You know what? I could bet money on it, that each and every time, I get a reply by someone saying “oh, well, different strokes for different folks, but *I* love/ value/ blablabla my family so much that I couldn’t vacation without them.” Well, it’s that last comment that implicitly says “you’re a loser who doesn’t love your family and/ or is not loved in return.”

Since I already know now that I am a non-loving loser who likes to brag, I will attempt to write a trip report/ blog about our latest vacation.
Who wants to bet money that I won’t finish it? Or maybe I will finish it? Only time will tell…