My grandpa and my dad didn’t get along well. It’s weird, isn’t it? Father who married her daughter to a man he entrusted to. I dont know the background story, but does it matter right now? I can’t live well without knowing any details. Yeah, that’s me.
Of course I can’t choose between my nuclear family and my big famz. I was hurt by both. My big famz took care of me when i was a little kid : uncles and grandpa who picked me up and sent me to school, a grandma who cooked for me lunch and took care when I was sick when my mom worked, they were there to raise me. My parent wasn’t really grateful for them. A terrible parent, they were. Actually, I was very lonely in that family. Not only lonely, but I also could not stand for being in that home for too long, so grandma’s home was the 2nd home for me.
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