Time to go
After we left (finally) I got grilled in the car on the way home about how rude and disrespectful I was and so on and so on. I sat there and just took it, even though I knew I was somewhat rude I didn’t feel like I was in the wrong though. (Me being my stubborn self) The rest of the ride was pretty quiet. Living with the grandparents proved to be a bit challenging. I tried to adjust the best I could. However, I found myself starting to slowly distance myself from everyone. I felt like I didn’t want to be a part of any of their families, be it my mom’s side, step dad’s side or even the biological side. I just wanted to exist alone.