Grandma only cares about me. I am her life. She said that when I was 13 and now I know she meant it. She hates my daughter and treats her terribly. She is okay to my husband but when my marriage almost fell apart and I told her they would be moving back to California (we are in Hawaii), she half-smiled and asked when would they leave? If I had financial assistance or compensation then I could have some freedom. Her son (my father) does nothing to help. I just want to stop feeling so bad and be able to live, even just a little.