It’s so sad that in the 24 years I have been alive I can not remember the last time I heard a word of support or praise from both my parents and even if I have maybe the last time was when I was 15 . All my father cares about is himself and all my mother cares about is money, she hasn’t once asked me how I can feed the home sometimes without a job. If my boyfriend doesn’t send her money she starts cursing him, someone that helps us a lot. She stole #180k of my school fees early this year and she doesn’t care how I got the money to save. I’m tired. Family is supposed to be a blessing but mine is causing my downfall but I will not stay down forever. Once I leave the house, it will be the last they hear from me again.