My childhood was dark. My father drank alcohol and beat my mother. I hated him, and he ended up in jail. But the shadow he left behind always affected me and my mother and made me miserable until I met her. She was lively and cheerful and was the baby of the family. She approached me quietly and brought light to my life. After meeting her, I seemed to be reborn. I was happy every day after that. But... Why did God treat me like this? I miss her so much.
Purpose: To whom should I complain about this situation?