I don’t know how did you find out that from my story… but it’s all true. My parents got separated when I was really young – 6 years old to be more precise – and I stayed with my mother. She was never the mother I expected her to be – she was either at work or ,when she was jobless, out with her friends. When she was at hope she was fighting with my grandparents, who were taking care of me at the time. I don’t remember her ever asking me how did I feel or even simple things like how was my day. She never cared and that made me feel unwanted and unneeded. The other children thought my mom was so cool for letting me stay up late and not being angry when I got bad grades at school but I was actually envious about their strict parents. As for my father, he moved to another country and I’m lucky if I get to see him twice per year.