So basically my dad told us the news on his birthday which sucked. This was before he left us.
Then my mum was diagnosed with Breast Cancer. She had a lot of treatments done.
What else.. My mum and dad officially got a divorce and my dad stayed at his parents’ house.
I started getting bullied, cyber and at school. I still do, it’s because I’m apparently ‘fat’.
I developed anxiety and depression. I moved out of my mum’s, but got kidnapped back by her, unwillingly. It didn’t last long. I then got a psycologist. I still have her. It sometimes helps, but hardly.
I then moved out of my mum’s and to my dad’s again. It finally worked.
..To be continued… (story of two deaths I have experienced by my loved ones)..