Me: But… But mummy doesn’t have a computer…įriend: You’re so selfish! Your mummy gave birth to you, how could you not live with her? I bring this up to my friend at school later, thinking it a perfectly normal topic of conversation.įriend: What? No! You should’ve said mummy. This is the only reason I remember giving her. There are many, many other reasons I wouldn’t want to live with ex, but I’ve blocked most of the abuse from my memory and only know about it from written records I read when I was older. One day while my dad isn’t around she asks me a question.Įx: Hey,, would you rather live with mummy or with daddy?

They’re still living together with six-year-old me and my one-year-old sister, and ex is either pregant already or about to be through shenanigans. This story starts before my dad divorced his ex, but I’ll be refering to her as his ex anyway.