When I was younger I lived with my grandma and grandpa I was about 11 years old. My grandfather is a retired military man; he was a Marine drill sergeant. He went through hell while he was stationed. He was blown out of the helicopter; he hit a landmine driving a truck and went deaf in one ear. After he was retired he was put on many medications; I remember laying in bed and hearing him scream every time he had a nightmare.

My mom and him didn't get along at all; my grandfather was a very very mean man to me as well. he would pull me in front of him and tell me I wasn't loved by my parents because I didn't live with them, I wasn't allowed to see my friends, use the phone, the computer, watch TV, when I ate I had to sit on the floor and face the stove so I wouldn't watch tv. I was grounded for 6 month's straight one time; I finally asked my grandpa why he was so mean to me and he told me it was because I reminded him of my mom and because I looked like her.

I moved back with my mom at 16; I basically cut all ties. Rarley ever talked to him just my grandma.

Fast foward to today I'm now 25...me, my mom, my 2 kid's and my sister drove 15 hrs from cali to washington on friday; first thing he said was "hey kiddo you need to diet" my thought was "whelp I'm ready to go" I went to the bathroom and cried. I just had a baby may 31st and I'm self concous about my weight.

I just can't right now.