honestly i love my parents but i hold a grudge on them for something they did a few years back.I was 11 years old,was going through my first breakup.I wasent handling it well i remember crying for months until my eyes got swollen actually not months but years.Thinking if that one guy will come back for me and he never did.Well my parents would force me to go to church and i didnt have a phone still dont but music was my only escape for the heartbreak and i couldent have that at the moment.WHile in church i was thinking of ending my life right there and then i was in too much pain for me to handle.I began to felt like i was gonna cry so i was trying to excuse myself to go to the bathroom or something but my parents wouldent let me go knowing i was in pain so i just left and my parents forced me to come back i was crying everyone saw and heard me.Honestly i love them but hate them for that they werent understanding and didnt know the reason i was crying but saw me and told me to stop like if that was any help.I needed my space i needed fresh air in order for me to calm down but they didnt understand.