So, a bit of background for those who don t know. My grandmother took me as a child when my mom lost custody due to drug addiction. She was resentful about and was emotionally abusive to me as a result. She would make frequent complaints about how she "already did my job why should I have to raise someone else s mistake too." and "If it wasn t for me you would be out on the streets" She never hugged me, acknowledged my birthday or anything else besides the bare bones to keep me alive and... The Last Words I ll Ever Hear?
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