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I was born with complete family,
They raised me well, a medal will always hanging on my neck every year.
My childhood is great, I had great friends and I enjoyed being a kid
Everything went well,
Not until I turned 13, My teenage life started.
We had problems financially, mom and dad will always fight about it, infront of their kids.
It's irritating, they are irritating
I always thought to not care about them and live my life I wanted to be,
I did not care, for days, weeks and years; That I didn't notice, everything is getting worse.
We moved in different house, away from my grandma. It makes me sad, I'm far away to my friends and my grandma. I hate it.
It all started well, unpacking things and live our life, thinking mom and dad won't fight because they are far from each other,
It relieved me.
But no, they shout at each other in phone, infront of us. Again.
It irritates me, they're irritating, I cried.
We went back to my grandma's hometown, I was happy. To celebrate Christmas in grandma's house.
One day, I learned to my mom that dad cheated. And had a baby with the girl, Somehow, I didn't affect me because,
I knew it all along. Yet I keep my mouth shut.
They fought again, physically. Dad had scratches in his body given by mom. I was traumatized by them, ever since, I hate the both of them.
I heard something that shocked me, Dad told mom that he will always remember what she have done to him that day, although it's not specific, I knew that the cheating dad did is a revenge.
Mom didn't change, she stills took out her anger at us, her children. Before and After Dad cheated, Mom never changed. She will always shout and scream at us whenever we've done something wrong, doesn't matter if it is a small or big deal.
She's hurting me mentally, she's the cause of my crying all night and thinking I want to die, it pains me.
Every single thing, she will always insert dad's mistake in every argument, And it repeats, again and again. My head hurts.
She will tell me everything how she hates dad, even tho it doesn't connect to the topic, even tho i don't care. Hearing it all pains me, it hurts me. It's irritating.
Man, I hate this part of life.