Lemme explain I have a non identical twin sister and we used to stay with my mom and dad before they separated , and when they separated at first my dad forced my mom to leave us behind and she did as he said she left us with him .

I was always the ugly sister and nobody was really fond of me I used to always feel alone and was not treated as their daughter.I can not tell you how may times I thought about committing suicide till now.my dad specifically for example there's this other time he came back from work around 18 :00 pm and he found me and my sister and my 2 cousins sitting watching TV and we hadn't taken a bath yet (in my family it is a rule to take a bath before sleeping) but he called my name and he chose to beat me into a pulp because we hadn't taken a bath . I ran and he followed me until he catched me and he kept on beating me until I bled and he left me there on the road.i still have the scars till now.

And they used to tell me that I'm ugly and told my sister that she was more beautiful than me since we were young perhaps that's were my insecurities on my beauty started . And she used to tell me that she is more beautiful than me till today she still does and now we are 23 years old .

I used to always get punished for my sister wrongdoings .and this other time I asked my dad to buy a calculator for me and instead of buying me a calculator,he bought one calculator and he said it was my sister's . I used to ask myself if I really was his daughter but it was obvious because I have a twin sister. There were lots of things I just can't name them all but the fact is I was emotionally, mentally and physically abused

But I cut ties with my father and everybody who watched while I was treated like trash and did nothing when I was 13 and he didn't care at all .

Fast forward to when we were 16 yrs my sister got pregnant ,when we were 18 she got pregnant again and when we were 22 she got pregnant again now she have 3 kids and she didn't pass matric and she is not doing anything with her life and I on the other hand just finished college waiting for my diploma . I didn't want anybody on my family to have my phone number but somehow they end up getting my numbers .

Like my father calls and asks why I don't call to greet him as if nothing happened in the past and I told him I'm not used to having a father in fact all my friends knows that I don't have a father and they think my father is dead because I told them so . And everybody in my family think I'm a rude bitch with no respect for my elders but why should I respect someone who makes me feel like I can't breathe when I hear his voice even on a call , someone who makes me cry everytime I think about what he put me through