The summer before Year 10.
From an ex mining town, deprived, poverty, divorced parents.
I somehow landed a place at a private school 15 miles away, on a 70% scholarship/bursary, with my Grandparents funding the rest plus travel, uniform, extra curricular etc.
But that summer, they pulled the funding as my Mum moved a new bloke in, and his earnings wiped it out.
Rather than accept the generous, genuinely strong free offer from my Grandparents to continue covering the costs, my mother dragged me out and shoved me in the local shit hole.
Because her ex in laws covering the full cost was too much of an embarrassment, or whatever.
Going from calm, well equipped classrooms to chaotic, barely equipped ones where violence was the norm was fucking awful for my then undiagnosed Autism/ADHD. I was bullied relentlessly, physically attacked on a weekly basis, my nerves were shot to shit and the facilities just weren’t comparable.
I've never quite forgiven her for it; the relationship lasted all of 16 months, and she wrecked my education for it plus being unable to stomach not being able to cover the costs herself.