I’m 16. My parents were divorced when I was 4. When it came time to decide what kind of custody they would have over me, my dad said, “Have it. I don’t want it.” It still hurts me to this day. I wasn’t even human to him. Much less a girl. Much less his girl. My mom had full custody of me for a year before I went back to court. I was then sent to live with my aunt. I have lived with her ever since.