Last night I had a really hard time trying not to cry. My daughter is 8 and is getting a lil chunky but I try not to ride her back about because she is young but I keep an eye on her food choices. I know what it’s like to be a heavy child/ adult and I don’t want her to go through all the emotional hell I had to deal with as a child no less. But my father being the ignorant man he is finds pleasure at telling her she is fat she shouldn’t eat and so on and tells my son that he will be fat too. My kids are 8 and asking me are they to fat and trying not to eat because their twisted grandfather is teasing them all the damn time and it hurts there feelings. I don’t know what to do other than keep them away because I tell him not to talk to my kids like that and he just does it when I’m not around and they are by themselves like a predator. My family is making me crazy I need some distance and I don’t know if I get that freedom that I will ever want to be around them so often ever again sad I know but true. I’ve given up the last 12 years of my life taking care of everyone one else but myself and not had a chance to live my own life and it’s time for change I need change right now.