AITA for accepting a big inheritance from my grandma and telling my dad him and his family are monsters like she said?

Family can be the greatest source of love, or the deepest wound you carry for life. For me, that wound has always been my father and the family he chose over me. After years of neglect, ab*se, and betrayal, the only true family I had was my grandmother, who fought for me when no one else would. When she passed away, she left everything to me, cutting my dad and his “perfect family” out of her will. Now they’re furious, demanding I share what’s mine, and calling me selfish for honoring her final wishes.

A Childhood Stolen by “Family”

Left Behind Before I Could Even Remember

The “Family” That Never Wanted Me

Grandma: My Only Protector

Love All Kids Equally

The Day Everything Exploded

Finally Safe With Grandma

The Inheritance That Changed Everything

My Dad Wants What He Never Earned

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Inheriting everything from my grandma wasn’t just about money or property—it was about validation, about knowing that someone saw the truth and stood up for me even after she was gone. My dad and his family can scream, shame, and demand all they want, but they weren’t there when I needed them most. They didn’t protect me. They didn’t love me. My grandma did. If that makes me the bad guy for accepting her will as she intended and for finally speaking the truth she once shouted herself, then so be it. At least this time, I’m standing on the side of someone who cared.