Kaiser17
Android Enthusiast
Its a pretty big story, but ill try to simplify it as much as I can.
So here is the back story, back when I was 9 my dad wanted to move the family back to his home country which is Bangladesh. My mom and I didn't wanna go, because of me.. being born and brought up here in the U.S. my life is here, not some third world country where my parents are from.
But he was the man, what he said was what mattered, so he finally convinced my mom. Of course I didn't wanna go but I was just a kid. So then we went there within 2 months of being there he kicked us out and filed for divorce from my mom and we were forced to go live with my grandparents from my mom's side. He took all of my mom's life earnings as my mom loved him and trusted him and he managed all of the money and income. So my mom didn't have any money to buy tickets and come back. Not only that but my dad held our passports which was another hassle. It took awhile to get our passports done from the embassy there. We ended up being in Bangladesh for almost 3 years from march of 2003 to October of 2005.
Life over there was tough.. couldn't adjust to the life there being just a kid and being born and raised in the U.S. so I went through alot of shit over there, which caused me to mature alot faster than I should for my age.
Now when you look back and think, it was my dad
So here is the back story, back when I was 9 my dad wanted to move the family back to his home country which is Bangladesh. My mom and I didn't wanna go, because of me.. being born and brought up here in the U.S. my life is here, not some third world country where my parents are from.
But he was the man, what he said was what mattered, so he finally convinced my mom. Of course I didn't wanna go but I was just a kid. So then we went there within 2 months of being there he kicked us out and filed for divorce from my mom and we were forced to go live with my grandparents from my mom's side. He took all of my mom's life earnings as my mom loved him and trusted him and he managed all of the money and income. So my mom didn't have any money to buy tickets and come back. Not only that but my dad held our passports which was another hassle. It took awhile to get our passports done from the embassy there. We ended up being in Bangladesh for almost 3 years from march of 2003 to October of 2005.
Life over there was tough.. couldn't adjust to the life there being just a kid and being born and raised in the U.S. so I went through alot of shit over there, which caused me to mature alot faster than I should for my age.
Now when you look back and think, it was my dad



I think it was harder on my brother than me..simply because he is a boy. I could be wrong though..I'm sure I have some awesome abandonment issues rolling around somewhere