
Dad Shipped Me and My Three Sisters off to Live with Grandma Because He ‘Wanted a Son’ – Years Later, I Finally Made Him Regret It
The Revenge of the Forgotten Daughters I’ll never forget the day my father threw us away like trash—just because we weren’t boys. But when I grew up, I made sure he regretted it in a way he never saw coming. And oh, it was sweet. I’m Hannah, 19 now, the oldest of five kids—except, in my father’s eyes, only one of us counted. The other four? Just mistakes. The First Betrayal The first time I realized my father didn’t love me, I was five or six, sitting on the couch