Until I was 9 I lived in asia with my mom, my dad, and my two brothers . and my highlight of the year was going back to see my moms mom who I called nana back in England. UNTIL I turned 9. when we moved back to england. we had no where to live so we went to live with my nana. it was nice at first, before I went to school.
then my mom decided to train to become a vicar.
the thological collage welcomed her with open arms, ans she was there for 4 or even 5 days a week. every week for 2 years. before long my dads self esteem began to plummet, and he began to suffer from depression. I had no idea, until I found some tablets on the side when I came home one day, when I asked him, he burst into tears and told me how badly nana hated him. I started to pay more attention to the behaviour of the two and witnessed (and had to stop) countless arguments between them.
one day, my nan confronted me. and ranted at me that I was no longer the 'old mim' she knew and loved, but I was now a 'new mim' that she hated. HATED. and she said that my dad was the one that made me like that. I flipped, and it took everyone in the house except my nana to restrain me from lashing out and assaulting her.
wirhin the next 2 years when my mom was at collage I self harmed, ran away from home and slept rough for 3 nights (before my dad found me) and lashed out multiple times.
in the summer of 2012, just after my mom had finisged her course, she asked my dad when he wad going to bring the boys back from the cinema. but behind her, my nan made a horrible remark. my dad ignored my mom, and flipped. he got into the car and nearly (accidentally) ran over my smallest brother. prompting a hugr argument between my parents.
which ultimately led them to break up.
in the year after that, just last year, I suspected my mom was having an affair (my mom and dad where only seperated, not devorced) so I sent a letter to the bishop explaining that. and nearly got my mom fired.
but all of this comes down to my nan. she hates me purely because i am my farthers daughter. she is why I am so angry all the time. she is why my parents are devorced. and although it sounds heartless, its true, I hate her. and I want her,and the entirety of my moms side of the family for that matter, dead.