When I was younger my grandma abandoned me because she believed I wouldn’t amount to anything. Since then I have never stopped thinking about her and what it was that I did wrong. I work really hard and people make jokes about that but they don’t know that I work hard every day to prove my grandma wrong. Some people know but I don’t tend to tell people know after my best friend told me that she couldn’t imagine not having a grandma and how she would cry if her grandma left her. She didn’t understand how her words hurt me. I just wanted to write without judgement as I’m finding it hard at the moment as it is coming up to 15 years. I never want to see her and find it hard to see others with their grandparents. I’m not jealous or envious, just angry that my grandma didn’t believe in me.
