I like that you have a personality, but feel it might be more convenient if you disassembled it into three boxes labeled anger, repression and resentment, and then spent the rest of your life uncontentiously affirming my world view.
I was raised by my Nanna, a sort of road-side shaman who drank a lot alcohol-based solvents and read the entrails of demon clowns to divine the future. She believed strongly in the institution of family, which is why she kidnapped me as a baby in the first place. Otherwise I'd have been eaten by the alien lizards. Today's card is for those of you in less fortunate family situations.