So my grandmother has been verbally and emotionally abusing me since I was a kid because I don’t have good hair and this continued for a long time. 

She wasn’t happy that I was born first , not a boy. Thankfully the second child was a boy , my brother. She in some twisted ways started fights between us and would often take his side. I assumed my parents did too , seeing I was small. 

It was untill last year that I realised what I endured and I decided to forgive her because I don’t want to hold any grudges against her or give her much of my time. My dad prohibited his own mother to not contact me without his permission. And me , I’ve started accepting myself for the way I am. Because I know I am more than the way I look. It’s been almost a year since forgiving her and I feel alive ✨