Earlier today I went to visit family in order to explain a few things in my life. It turned out pretty much as predicted. My father was the only one there at the time as the others were out shopping and he wanted to hear it from me, so I told him.

I told him about the years of visiting a mental health therapist, explained that I no longer felt welcomed at their home and we he asked why I told him. About the way I felt after I last lived with them and things went downhill from there.

Now my father is a stubborn traditional based man and he countered the things I said only to have me counter back. (I found it typical how easily it is to forget things when it comes to me being right) And so the conversation became very heated. In the end I refused to call my mother by the term "mum" and this pissed him off so much he told me to get out and don't come back. Which was fine by me.

So yeah. I have cut ties with my family now.

Anyway, life goes on.