My grandmother called me today and well... here's our convo:
Her: Are you ok? I worry about you sometimes.
Me: I'm fine, why?
Her: Well. You're a loner at times and nobody tries to get in. People push you away when you need to talk.
Me: Everything's fine. Yeah, I am a loner but still...
Her: Are you with your Mom?
Me: Yeah ,why?
Her: Call me when you're not.
Me: Ok but why not now?
Her: Because you're trying to hide it from her. Chloe, I know what's going on. Your Mom will try to send you away if she finds out things. I love you, bye.
Me: Bye.
So, my mom doesn't even know what's going on but my grandmother does. That's just fucked up. But you know what, at least my grandparents don't call me crazy or try to hit me when they found out things.