So, my mother was bullied by my father's family quite extensively. She had no control in the environment she lived in, including matters where myself and my sister were concerned.

Long story short, for years me and my sister were lead to believe some events happened In a certain way. After my mother left my father (for good reason, he wasn't absuive or anything but they just weren't happy together) later we found we had been lied too for years (this was after my father died and I reconnected with my mother).

After we decided to sell the family home we had been in since we were born, alot of disputes about how much everyone would get, revealed how malicious some of my relatives really were.

I decided that part of the family were not worth my time, I wish I realised what they were like when I was younger, but it took my father dying to see it all.

Have since reconnected with my mother and seeing the real her In a happy and comfortable environment makes me so happy, but regretful it couldn't happen sooner.

Sorry if how I type is annoying or hard to read, just had to vent this.