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Growing up I spent a lot of time with my Grandpa. He spoiled me rotten; the only problem was that I never realized that so I never really asked for aything. My mom or sisters would ask if I wanted pizza (which I always did) and when I'd say yes they tell me to ask Grandpa because they knew he would say yes to me. I never really got why he liked me more than my siblings, it's not like we talked much. Actually, most of the time we hung out I just laid beside him and we would listen to country music in his room. Nowadays I here classic country music and I think of him and I wished I talked to him more because now I st ruggle with remembering what his voice sounded like. I was an ignorant kid back then and I'm still ignorant now.
I left my son at my parents' to be able to live with another man in another state. I only see him like twice a year, on his birthday and maybe on christmas. His father died when he was still very young. He's 14 now and I moved away from him when he was 7.I just did that because my husband threatened to leave me and I love him so much.I think my son is happy with his grandparents but sometimes I feel kinda bad for leaving him behind...
As I was a young girl, we visited some relatives of ours. My grandparents and my uncle were also there. As a child, my uncle suffered under a meningitis and since then he's always a bit confused and because of all the surgeries, he looks a bit odd.
But back to the story. I was around 7 years old and my uncle tried to explain to me that he's my father's brother but I didn't believe him. After a while he asked me why I didn't believe him and I told him that he was too ugly to be related to us.
I deeply regret that! my parents and grandparents talked to me as a child and I apologizes several times but I just can't forget it.
I'd like to do penance and get released from my sins. I love my uncle and I don't want to hurt him.
When I was little I had a next door neighbor my age. He was my best friend and we decided to date. So one day I decided to let him see me change my shirt. Long story short, I flashed him. A couple days later he let me see him change. I went into the bathroom with him and he changed and I saw He went out of the bathroom and I stayed in there cause his grandparents were right outside in the living room. So, I walked out a couple minutes later and his grandma said 'Were you two in the bathroom together'. We laughed and said no that's gross. It was a close call, we were almost caught, but I think she knew all along that we were in the bathroom together.
I'm transgender and I was raised my my transphobic grandmother. She means everything to me, she always protected me from my abusive parents and she has never shown me anything but love my entire life. But I can't be honest with her about who I am because she would hate me and I don't know if I could deal with that. She always tells me I'm the only one who really cares about her (my parents are cruel and she doesn't have any living relatives) and that she's so glad to have me. I don't want to just abandon her when I can finally leave home but I dont know if I could handle the heartbreak of her hating me.
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