Oompa, words cannot express how very sorry I am that you have to go through this. The notion that the Witless'es are a loving organization is such a colossal joke however, the very personal reality of dealing with their cruelty is serious business indeed.
My parents and brothers told me, to my face upon leaving, that I was dead to them and they have kept true to thier word. My maternal Grandparents (Protestants) told me that not long after I left, my parents house was scrubbed clean of all traces of me, (all pictures removed, anything I had given them or made for them as a child, for example, tossed out). It's like I never exsisted. When my Grandfather (my father's father, also a Protestant) passed away I heard about it roughly four months later, through the grapevine. I know my immediate family abhors me and I've tried to make peace with it but sometimes, something happens that absolutley rips off the scab that encases my heart and I am, once again, slayed by the injustice.
Please stay strong. You are loved. You do matter.
~ Fortis