It was around June of 2013 when my parents divorced. My premature brother was still ill and I was only 7.
My parents decided it was best for a divorce. This was because my dad drunk a lot of alcohol and would always come home drunk. My mother thought enough was enough.
My dad and my nan left the country. I didn't see them again for 5 years. I cried so much. At first it was fine but then I broke down. The last time I saw my dad, he didn't even know my brother's name...
I wish we could be one big happy family, but no. My brother has grown up without a father figure in his life