Afterwards, one of my closest friends, her parents, and I went out for dinner and ice cream, and it made me feel more like crap about my family. Because even though her parents are divorced (like mine), they actually care about her and are able to come together and be there for an important thing in her life (she's vice president of DECA).
My family sucks. I wish I could have one that would at least pretend like they cared about me.