7 years ago, my mother found out that my father was having an affair before their marriage, she couldn’t bear it. My father inexplicably hated my mother, more so when she fell down the stairs and was paralyzed from the head-down.
Thus, came my father’s disgust and his hatred flared up towards my mother. He filed for a divorce, and my mother’s heart was totally shattered, from the experiences she’s been through. She had mental problems for some time after that, but no matter how much cruelty he’s done towards my mom and I can’t bear to look at him, but he’s also my dad. I really hated him, I hated him for leaving us and lost the chance of ever being family again, I hated him because of b***h he was towards my mother. Blood is thicker than water. No, it doesn’t exist between us. I am confli
