Well, as a child, I was this God gifted child in literally everything. But for some reason, I never got time from my father. I didn't really care, cuz I had my mom by my side, always. She was my tutor and friend. I'd always get time from her, or so I thought.
On first grade, we had to shift cities because my dad had a transfer. That meant leaving behind my old friends, and starting over. The arguments increased, and I felt increasingly left out. The change happened when my brother was born when I was in fourth grade.