Quite frankly, I treat my family like crap, considering how supportive they have always been to me.
I have never really had a blazing row with any of them, we seem to get on well when the family does get together, and there's all the hugs and "love you"s that anybody could want.
"Distant" would be putting it mildly. I have repeatedly lost touch with them for years at a time. OK, I don't drive and I live a couple of hundred miles away (that's considered a "long way" in the UK), so we could hardly be living in each other's pockets. But when I say I lose touch, I mean completely - no emails, no letters, no phone calls, not letting them know when I move house or change phone number. My Mum will leave messages for me basically pleading with me just to say "I'm alive", but it's always something I'm going to do tomorrow.
[I'm sorry. I wanted to try and explain more, but I really need to cry right now. Thank you for making this thread - this has been trying to bubble up to the surface for a long time. I hope you don't mind me leaving this post here - going public is my insurance against burying this again.]
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