Hello, I am not really sure where to start. My mum had me at 24 (I'm 34 now) my dad left before I was born (but come in and out of my life so no real bond was formed)
My Mum started to go off in the rails when I was turned around 11 (My memory is very much blocked for my childhood I'm guessing it is due to the trauma) anyway I had a few 'dads' however the last two was the worst. She met a man who we found out later was inappropriate with his 15 year old Step daughter and I did have this weird feeling about him especially as he liked to stare a lot and try to take me alone to talk away from my mum, the other man liked to drink (more than normal enough)
So one day she sat me down and asked me to choose between the two of them I said the one who drinks (I didn't realise he had a drinking problem) I was around 12 at this time.
In between this I didn't go to school, I didn't want to go so I didn't - so social got involved - Looking back now I have my own child I realised that all children do this and it is very normal for a kid to say that but my mum should have basically ignored my comments (I missed over a year so my education was impacted for obvious reasons thankfully I got a law degree somehow and started my own business outside the area)
She then got herself into debt with housing, they bailed her out and she gave the keys up right away without telling anyone and the day before she moved I was told she was moving away to live with him and his kids, I came back to all my stuff being thrown in the skip. I didn't even know where I would live - thinking back maybe this was the start of the issues to follow.
She became worse with this man and after a while my lovely Grandparents asked me to live with them for the next few months I said no until one day I felt very unsafe with her and this man. So I moved in but I divided the family.
We never really had much contact with her I did try really hard but it was useless. I think it got even more rocky when her husband was claiming my child benefit and not supporting me with my grandparents and when they realised they could put a claim in, well it didn't go down well did it.
Over the past few months after my grandad death I had a few comments on "How I am rotten to the core" and "How I took away the attention from my other cousins) I just find these comments really hard to swallow as I didn't choose this life.
I have always been judged by the fact I moved out which in my opinion I was forced to leave by how awful both they were both (not giving me clothes at all to wear so all my clothes were a year behind, not buying shampoo etc so in school as you imagine my life was hell because of that) my grandparents even bought me stuff from the shops to try and help me.
I cannot fault my grandparents and I do believe they saved me however the way I am being treated I wish now I did go with social services as most of my family is making out that I destroyed my grandparents/ cousins lives.
I also don't have any more contact with my family or her - she did ask to look after my child but truthfully I wouldn't even get her a house plant to look after never mind my kid and she also made some horrible comments about my grandad abusing her (I cannot confirm if this is true or not but I do know that I wouldn't hand my own child over to someone who hurt me especially as a young child she claimed to be) she did take his money when he died and was very nasty about it as I was dealing with all funeral on my own including sorting his estate out it was so hard.
I just need to know for my own piece of mind if I caused this issue? I wasn't a naughty kid yes I missed school which might make me sound naughty but I honestly wasn't. The guilt i am currently feeling is causing me to stay up at night wondering what I could have done to change it. I even stayed with them when I was in university so I could care for them instead of going away.
I just want to say though I do love my grandparents and I know for sure I wouldn't have got where I am now without them but I do wonder if they regretted looking after me when I asked them if I could leave, it wasn't an easy decision at the time but the moment I moved in with them I felt I could breath again.
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