For context, I (30F) am a vegan, and my mom and stepfather (SF) are not. Which is fine, I don't ask them to be. I think I'm a reasonable one; I ask that I have something without animal products when I come for a visit, but I don't say anything if they get meat (for example) in their plate.
There's one thing that bugs me whenever I go though. If I want a vegan cake, I have to make it myself. If I ask for one, my mother always says she won't do a vegan one because SF won't like it (it's true, he never likes any dessert that I've made ever since I've become a vegan). The only exception being my birthday.
It makes me feel like, if it's a choice between making me happy or making him happy, she picks him everytime. I don't ask that she always bakes vegan desserts, because that would just reverse the situation instead of fixing it. But I would like it if sometimes, she baked something and put me first instead of him. You know, a balance.
WIBTA if I asked her to make something for me instead of him sometimes?
EDIT because apparently I didn't explain myself properly.
If you still think I'm TA then I'll accept it and not ask.
EDIT2: I've talked about it to my therapist, and without saying too much I've realized it's actually just a symptom of other issues I have with my mom and SF. Which I will work on but not by doing this.
My stepdad loves Trump and is outspoken and proud of it. He's convinced Trump had the election stolen from him and went to the rally on January 6 in DC. He promised my mom that it would be a peaceful protest but obviously we all know what really happened. My stepdad texted my mom pictures of himself in the Capitol rotunda. He's not in any of the pictures that are in the news right now.
Honestly I disagree with my stepdad on everything and I think it's disgusting what happened in the 6th. I want to report him to the FBI so he's punished, because I think everyone who rioted that day should be punished. I'm wondering WIBTB because he's my stepfather and he's basically family, and if that would be betraying family. My mom would be really upset. I told my friend I wanted to do it and he said that it'd be wrong because he's family and I just want to get back at him for his beliefs. Maybe I do, he's a terrible person. But I really don't know if reporting him is the right thing or not.
I am planning my wedding for next year. My fiance and I plan to walk together. We plan to have our first dance, a parents dance and then open dance. My stepfather is not happy to hear there will be no father of the bride walking down the aisle or a father-daughter dance. I did give him and my mom a song and spot to walk to their seats together (at the start of the ceremony, before we enter) as well as asking for a song so they could have a dance at the same time as my fiance's parents, as well as the typical toast all four will be doing. This isn't enough. He's upset because he has raised me from the time I was eight and I'm not going out of my way to give him more of a dad role. He said my fiance isn't related to his parents biologically and he's probably doing more. I told him it was a different set of circumstances and they weren't walking him down the aisle or getting a special dance either. My mom told me I should let him do something else, something a father of the bride would traditionally do because it's hurting his feelings. She then suggested to smooth it over I could remove the picture of my dad from the front row and maybe carry one in my locket instead. That way he won't feel like he's being pushed out for my dad. I told her that was not going to be an option and I would be happy to brainstorm if they wanted to do something else together. I also said there will be plenty of time to dance with anyone/everyone if they want to.
We had planned a surprise with the seating arrangement and have a set of top tables where our immediate family and wedding party would sit basically next to us. But now I am having some second thoughts because I also wanted to have my paternal grandparents sit there because they are very important to me. This was going to be a surprise on the day and now I'm not so sure because he has been known to be passive aggressive around them and not very understanding of the fact they are still part of my life. Plus I don't want to subject my husbands family to the tension and drama within mine by having them so close.
My stepfather told me I am being rude and spiteful and inconsiderate of his feelings and that I should give to him a little of what he has given to me over the years. I struggle to do more with him because ever since he married my mom he has invalidated the fact I had a loving dad who died, and didn't leave me by choice. And even after all these years he does it because he was annoyed two years ago when I wouldn't g... keep reading on reddit ➡
To give some background information, my stepfather came into my life when I was around 6 (I'm 24 now). He wasn't a bad person per se, I know he always treated my mother well, but he never made an effort to support me growing up and as a result, we have never been much of a part of each other's lives. I moved out of their house 6 years ago to move away for college, and I have since bought my own house and have lived here for 2 years.
Well earlier this year, he was diagnosed with cancer and within the last couple months has started going for treatment for it. Just a couple days ago while visiting them for the holidays, my mother pulled me aside to ask for monetary help north of $10k to help pay for his medical fees.
I have a well-paying salaried job, but I also have around $100k in student loan debt still to pay off, as well as my mortgage on my house. I have been living very frugally the past couple years to try and throw as much money as possible at the debt, giving up a lot of freedoms for myself as a result; my mother knows this. I don't feel comfortable paying for his medical bills when 1) It's not really my responsibility, 2) He never made an effort to be a positive figure in my life, & 3) I still have a massive amount of debt that I am trying to get out of for the benefit of myself.
I haven't yet told her that I don't plan on helping money-wise, but I think she already thinks I have agreed to help somehow. I'm not sure how to tell her my position without her and the rest of my family thinking I am an asshole for refusing to help a family member with cancer, so I'm just trying to get a general opinion on if I am the asshole and if not, how I should help my family in ways other than giving money.
I would like to start this by saying that I do greatly love my stepdad despite all his faults. He made things rocky many times for a variety of reasons. But we always got through them in the end. And he's been trying to better himself as of late.
My mom got remarried my stepdad when I was 8. And I wasn't made to take his last name. I liked my name and no one forced me to change it. But then my mom waited nearly a decade to try and guilt me into it.
My parents used to force me to go to church with them. And when I was 17 my mom suddenly picked the middle of a sermon to talk to me about my last name. She didn't try to order me or anything, but was guilting me on a level that was borderline emotional blackmail with whispers.
I told her that it was nothing against my stepdad, but I liked my last name. Yes my biological father was a jerk who cut and ran when I was a baby, but I'd had my name my entire life and honestly liked it. My mom started tearing up and saying it hurts my stepdad that I won't take his name. And that he connected with me more than he did his own biological son (My stepbrother who was barely ever around).
I had to be blunt and tell my mom that it was my decision to keep my name as it was. And I won't change it because she suddenly wanted me to. Then my mom got mad and literally said she should have forced it on me while I was still a little kid, because then I wouldn't have had a choice. I told her it was too late to have regrets about that and to let it go. She scoffed and we haven't spoken about it again in nearly 20 years.
Edit: I would like to point out that this mess was in no way the fault of my stepfather. He's actually never really shown a problem with me not having his last name. And my mother was often the one who pushed such things.
I've been informed by commenters that she may have been trying to do this because I was going to turn 18 soon. And my birthday was a month before high school graduation. So she probably wanted my name changed before then so my name on the diploma would be issued with my stepfather's last name. But my mom's plan crashed and burned that day in church.
My mother and my stepdad got married about 11 years ago. I was about 8 years old and a lot more timid back when I was younger so I would let him walk all over me. Now, up until 2 years ago I have not gotten along with him at all. The thing is, he talks to my mom terribly and disrespects her and she does everything for him. (I should also mention my mother is in her 50's and he is in his late 70's). He has been retired for about 20 years so he doesn't do anything, literally. He sits at his computer all day or watches television while my mom works, get groceries and drives him to his appointments (he can drive he just chooses not to).
There was a time she wanted to go to Walmart with him after his blood appointment she was taking him to and he was furious for whatever reason, I guess because he didn't want to go. I could hear him yelling at her to not take him to the blood appointment and for her to "do whatever the fuck she wants" (his words), but without him. With my mom's pleading eventually they went and she went to Walmart with him. This happens all the time - he blows up at her for no reason and my mom allows it. I hate it. Two years ago when I brought my first boyfriend over (I was 17) he was furious with me that I hung out with him in my room alone. From then on he would yell at me over small things like not bringing in his packages from Amazon from outside when I was rushing to get to work. He really seems to hate me now because I don't suck up to him like my mother does and apologize to him even when he is the one to explode. There was also a time I came home from my boyfriend's after like 5 days and my mom wanted to spend time with me since I was gone for so long and he hated that - he again told her to do whatever the fuck she wanted. She makes excuses for this shit too. She says he's just loud and I should stop being so sensitive.
The thing that pisses me off and makes me question whether or not I am in the wrong is because of what my mom tells me. She told me that since I don't say hello to him and avoid him (which I will be honest, I do avoid him because I hate the way he treats me and my mother and he also avoids me) she tells me I don't care about her. She says she wants to me bury the hatchet with him and go out of my way to talk to him, say hello, how are you, etc. However, he never says hello to me and when he walks into the kitchen when I am there he acts like I'm not there and he once had an amazon package, threw it on the table to... keep reading on reddit ➡
So, this one is tough for me. My family has been thrown into chaos because of something I did yesterday.
So, the story is that yesterday I was set to give a presentation at a conference that is going on at my university. This started late last year when one of my professors encouraged me and a project partner to submit work we had done in the class as a paper to various publications. We were accepted into a engineering conference paper that my university publishes annually and were set to give a presentation on it at the corresponding conference.
Suffice to say this is a huge deal for me and my project partner as we are both still undergraduates. Because of covid, the conference became invite only and if people wanted to attend any of the presentations they needed to reserve seats before hand. This included potential family that wanted to attend conferences. I got tickets for most of my family, including my mom and siblings, with one caveat. Under no circumstances was my step-father to attend.
My relationship with my step father is bad. Really bad. I'll spare my past with him but the last words I spoke to him were nearly 2 years ago when I told him I cant wait to dance on his grave after he called me a gay slur. Along with being homophobic, he is extremely racist and sexist as well. And seeing as the co author of my paper is a Indian woman, I wanted him no where near this conference.
My mom promised me he would not be coming. That was a lie. As when I show up to out presentation I see his disgusting face in the crowd. Before we went out I went to one of the organizers and told them the situation and how I felt uncomfortable with him here. The organizer decided to go and tell my step-father that he needs to leave. While I was not there at the time, this situation apparently escalated when my step father refused to leave and ended with my mother, my siblings, and my step-father being escorted out by campus security. Afterwards we gave our presentation.
Since then my life has been absolute hell. My mother and step-father have been crying to everyone in the family about this. My mom told me that I was a monster for embarrassing her like this and multiple family members have called me an asshole for causing a scene like this. On the other hand though. my father and stepmother have told me I did nothing wrong (they were there as well and told me about how campus security got involved) and that I should seriously consider cutting contact at this point.
I... keep reading on reddit ➡
My mom passed 3 days ago in the hospital as of this morning. My stepfather was at the same hospital for a very high fever at the time. My mom was the one who dropped him off there. She later went in with very bad abdominal pain and a blood clot had killed her small intestine. It was all removed and her body couldn't absorb nutrition anymore, so I had to make the decision to let her go painlessly and with dignity. She told me many times she would never want to live on life support as a vegetable. She was not afraid of the end. I take solace in that at least.
Now I live in her home with my stepfather. We've been in the same house since I was about 11. Our relationship has been pretty unhealthy. We hate each other, to put it lightly, and he was a mix of helpful or toxic to my mom while she was alive. For example, he would take her to her medical appointments when she was sick or pick up groceries for her, but in the same breath he would belittle her and isolate her from friends and family. My mom was the breadwinner, taking care of him and I since our jobs couldn't support a house. My stepfather's view of their relationship was very different than what my mom would tell me. He depended on her for most everything. He can't even use an ATM on his own.
I was never the perfect child either, but I do love my mom. I put up with her husband for her sake, and now the home in my name is his only place to stay. He doesn't want to make any decisions about funeral arrangements nor does he want any of my mom's money. The rest of my family doesn't even want him at the service because of how he treated my mom and I most of the time. My aunt just wants him away from me. I let him see my mom before she died anyway. I feel like he needed closure no matter what bad blood there is between us... I'm letting him stay with me since he's been furloughed and is still sick.
He wants to mend our relationship now. I don't know what to think about it. He's hurt me for so many years and just because I'm pitying him and doing 'the right thing'... it doesn't mean I have a fondness for him. I've only just accepted that my mom is gone, and now he wants to rely on me? I don't know if I can be his support. I don't know what to do. My mom is gone, I hate his guts, but what's an old sick man gonna do on the street? Freeze?
TLDR: My mom just died and her sick husband needs my help and I'm not sure what to do. Husband and I have no positive relationship but he has literally no one else right no... keep reading on reddit ➡
English is not my first language, so I’m really sorry for any mistakes. I also tried to post this before but couldn’t figure out how, sorry!
My (19F) mum has been with my stepfather since I was 6. I love him like a father. I do have a father and we have a great relationship.
A couple weeks ago my mum was kinda pissed at my sister (8) for wasting food, something that happens often. My stepfather (my sister’s father) came in the kitchen and asked my mom to calm down, defending my sister. Side note: he doesn’t do any house chores, so I think it’s easier for him not to be stressed when it comes to taking care of his daughter and the house.
Meanwhile, I was also in the kitchen preparing some vegetables and chicken for myself. My stepfather started to make fun of my food, saying that it was icky. It’s not unusual for him to do so, and though I got a little mad, I said nothing.
Well, they kept arguing and I decided to ignore it. However, my stepfather came to look at a bruise I had on my back without asking. He just started looking at it and touching it. I, stressed, told him to back off and he got mad. He started talking about respect and complaining.
I was really angry - the day had been very stressful, we are all together all the time because of COVID, my sister and my mom kept fighting, he had already mocked my food - so I said something along the lines of “How can you talk about respect when you’re touching my back without asking for it? I find that disrespectful”.
He went nuts. Everyone started screaming. The following days, when I greeted him, he ignored me. I decided to be quiet and keep it to myself.
2 weeks later and we’re still not talking. My mum and him are fine, and so are her and me. However, she keeps blaming me for everything. Yesterday I decided to visit my father, and my mom told me to say goodbye to my stepfather before leaving. I did and he once again ignored me. I messaged my mom telling her this and she said that it was my fault for “saying a very abrasive bye”. I argued with her and she basically said that I was horrible for my reaction that day, and that now my stepfather was “afraid of me and feeling like an abuser”.
Honestly, when I said what I said (I was mad so maybe it’s my fault for not wording it well enough), I never meant anything like that. I was thinking of something more general, like respect for private espace, for not wanting to be touched or having my bruise “examined”, especially when everyone is already stres... keep reading on reddit ➡
I have four children (26M, 24F, 19M and 4M). We share the youngest child but my three eldest are from a previous relationship (they all had the same father). This March will be the fifth anniversary of their dad's passing (it was totally unexpected and was very traumatic extremely for my eldest child as it was him who unfortunately found the body of his father laying dead on the bathroom floor when he returned home from college). Obviously they now didn't have a father figure in their lives which wasn't really a factor considering that when I was in a relationship with their father I was always playing the mother and father roles for the most part because their father would go out all the time with his friends and left the parenting up to me. Yes their father was a dead beat father but because he is no longer with us and the kids are still devastated I won't have a bad word said about him. Now my elder two boys are doing their own type of thing which my SO doesn't agree on with certain things. He has said to me that he is planning on having a talk with them exactly stressing on how he feels. I've told him to leave my kids alone as he has no say on what they do with their lives but he got angry and told me that he has every right to have a go at them as he is their stepfather. I've told him that in no uncertain terms is he their stepfather as they already had a father and they don't need another one. I also told him that he is never to describe himself as my children's stepfather in their presence. He got shocked by this and said that considering we've been together six years and have a child together this more or less gives him the right to call himself their stepfather. I then pointed out that we are not married and if he were to be their stepfather we'd have to be married for this to happen. He is not taking no for an answer and told me that he is their stepfather whether me and my kids like it or not. I'm not very happy with this as another reason I don't think they need to think of him as their stepfather is their ages, I think they are a little too old to start needing a stepfather. AITA?? My kids don't like him anyway but that is a different story for another time
I admit that I may have f*cked up, and I am sorry that it has to be this way, but I am not regretting my choices, which might have made me the asshole in this situation.
When we had our first(2yo now), we met with some unforeseen financial problems and had to cut cost, so we had the simplest arrangements to welcome her into the world. My wife has always wanted to renovate the house and turn one room and part of the hall into one big nursery, and regretted that it did not happen. She is currently pregnant with our second child and we have been saving money to have the nursery renovation done to welcome our second child and giving our first enough room to play.
Unforeseen problem happened again, but this time it is my stepfather who got the short end, he got into an accident and had problems with his insurance and company to pay for his medical bills(long story) and has upcoming surgeries to save him from being disabled. His daughter, my stepsister who works overseas refused to help her old man so my mother turned to me for help. We are not very close, friendly at most, but he did raised me and treated my mother well.
I wanted to take the money for the nursery renovation and give it to my mother to help my stepfather, his life quality takes priority, my children can still live comfortably without the renovations. When I brought this up with my wife, she got angry that I'd "choose" my stepfather over my own children and we had an argument. In the end after failing to persuade her, despite her protests I transferred the money to my mother anyway.
My wife cried after she knew what I did and I have been trying to find ways to make it up to her, however when she said the only way to make it up is to take the money back I refused, anything but that, and we quarreled again. I will try to make it up to her in other ways, but AITA for giving up the money?
Edit: If it matters, she has been SAHM since our first child so I have been the one earning the money and saving for the renovations. We have a few other saving accounts but the renovation one is the only one that entirely comes from my own pocket.
Another low profile case that deserves more attention.
4 year old Katheryne Mary Lugo went missing on January 8th,1994. She was last seen at the apartment on the 4000 block of Woods Edge Circle she lived at with her mom, Frances Moya, and Frances' boyfriend at the time, Misbah Muhammed Kazi in Riviera Beach, Florida. Kazi is not Katheryne's biological father.
Frances left for work and Katheryne was in the care of Kazi while her mother was gone. Frances says when she returned home around 3:30 that afternoon, he told her that he had sent Katheryne to his native Bangladesh and would not allow her to return unless Frances agreed to give him full custody of their unborn child. At the time, she was eight months pregnant and planning to break off her relationship with Kazi.
After questioning Frances and Kazi for hours, police believed Kazi had indeed taken Kathryne as ransom to get custody of their unborn child as well as to punish her for terminating two pregnancies during their relationship. He was subsequently arrested and charged with kidnapping, although he was acquitted during his trial. His defense was that Frances had hidden Katheryne in a spiteful attempt to frame him for kidnapping. After the trial, the FBI continued tracking Kazi, who began harassing Frances with threatening phone calls telling her that he would reveal Kathryne's whereabouts. He never did but told her in a recorded phone conversation "I want you to suffer. Who won the game? Me."
Investigators spoke to Kazi's father in Bangladesh but were not able to gain any useful information from him. Katheryne's mom Frances believes Kazi's sister, who lived in the U.S. in 1994 but was later deported, may have been involved in her daughter's abduction. Kazi's sister was a key witness against him at his trial, but later recanted her statement that she had last seen Katheryne in his company and testified that she only said that because FBI agents had threatened to send her to jail if she didn't implicate Kazi.
Kazi remains a prime suspect in Katheryne's case. In 1995, he was convicted of attempted murder after beating his pregnant fiancee with a hammer. He had purchased a $300,000 life insurance policy on her and intended to kill her in order to collect it. He has offered to produce proof that Katheryne is still alive but has never done so, and has not accepted any plea deals from prosecutors.
Katheryne's case remains unsolved. She was born March 6th, 1989, and if still alive today would be 31 ye... keep reading on reddit ➡
So a little bit of backstory: My parents separated about 13 years ago and my mom got remarried about 9 years ago. Both my mother and stepfather are very devout nondenominational Christians. I came out as bi about two years ago and started to transition about 8 months ago. This incident occurred before I was openly trans but after I had come out as bi and was living with my partner at the time.
On to the incident. I was riding in the car with my mother and stepfather on our way back from dinner. Somehow the topic of gay marriage came up and my stepfather started talking about how gay people shouldn’t be allowed to get married as it’s against the bible. I brought up that our country was founded on freedom of religion and that a key aspect of our government is supposed to be separation of church and state. I said that I wasn’t hurting anybody by dating someone of the same sex and that there is no non-religious reason to ban my partner and I from pursuing a marriage. He said that marriage doesn’t really matter and that I should just be happy being able to live with my partner. I brought up a couple of different benefits of marriage including tax breaks and medical care. Our conversation devolved throughout the car ride and tensions were high by the time that we reached home. Once we got back, I went straight up to my room to avoid having to talk to my stepfather anymore. My mother came up to my room a few minutes later and just shook her head at me and said “I don’t know how this got here.”
I left town the next day, and we never talked about the conversation or how blatantly homophobic my stepdad was towards me. The next time I saw him was at my sister’s wedding, and I basically just avoided him the entire time and stayed with my actual dad while I was in town. My mother asked me to stay at her house for Christmas this year, and I told her that I wasn’t comfortable staying in a place where people were allowed to be openly homophobic towards me. She asked me what I meant as she had completely forgotten that this incident had even occurred. I reminded her about what happened and she told me that she didn’t remember that happening and that it wasn’t worth talking about or bringing back up since neither of us would be able to accurately remember the conversation. She said that I need to just “sweep it under the rug and move past it.” I told her that since there was never any apology or recognition about the conversation happening, then there is no reason for me... keep reading on reddit ➡
He blows up at me towards the end of dinner. "Well if that's what you are going to do with it, I am not going to make them any more! Look!," pointing at his plate, "it comes with it's own bowl! See how well I did that!?"
What was my sin?
Peeling my sweet potato and putting it in a bowl then proceeding to mash it with butter.
Apparently it's "annoying"
I like the levenger l tech 3.0.
(I got permission to resubmit from a mod)
Jim and I divorced 4 years ago. We have a 10yo daughter, Polly. I married Paul 2 years ago, and Jim lives with his longterm partner Ben. Jim started seeing Ben during the last few months of our marriage and we divorced when he came out to me as gay. I've forgiven Jim for this and our divorce was very amicable. He was raised in a conservative household, and it was difficult for him to accept his sexuality. We were friends for a long time before we got married and we're still friends now. I have primary custody of Polly along with Paul but she spends weekends and holidays at Jim and Ben's house.
As odd as it sounds, I also really like Ben. We get along very well and I consider us friends. I'm glad that he and Jim are happy, I'm happy with Paul, Polly loves both her new stepfathers, and everything worked out for the best. It's all very Hallmark, honestly.
A couple of months ago, Jim let it slip that, although he loves Polly, Ben is having a hard time with being a stepdad. Ben and Polly get on like a house on fire and Polly is always excited to see him. I think he's doing a pretty great job, but I don't think he has much confidence in himself as a father figure.
To reassure him and cheer him up, for Christmas Polly and I have made a cross stitch sampler for Ben which says 'Best Dad Ever' and has a scene of Ben and Polly gardening, which is one of the things she loves doing with him. Polly and I designed it, I made it into a workable pattern, and she's been working on it for a few weeks and finished it on Friday. I will admit it was my idea but Polly loved it and immediately agreed to it.
Paul found the sampler back when we first started it, and assumed it was for him and that it was supposed to be a secret. Polly put all of her presents for Paul under the tree and, Love Actually style, Paul realised that none of them are the sampler. He now feels like I'm saying that Ben is a better stepfather than him, and I'm turning Polly against him in favour of Ben. He's told me that he would feel more comfortable if Polly didn't give Ben the sampler, or if she added Jim to the design so that 'best dad' could be referring to him and wouldn't put Ben and Paul in direct comparison. He also said he found it strange that I like Ben enough to help Polly with such a personal gift, considering Ben 'stole my husband.'
For my part, I genuinely didn't think that Paul would feel jealous. Polly calls him 'dad' (with mine and Jim's bless... keep reading on reddit ➡
I want to make it clear that this is not happening presently. I am sharing my experience with you.
My therapist said talking to people helps, but this isn’t really something I can talk about without sounding out of my mind. My next set of posts will document the summer of 2020, which started here. If you haven’t yet read my first post, I suggest doing so. Thank you in advance for your support.
Ignore my brother. He's not himself.
The voice snapped me out of it, a gruff murmur. But I didn’t hear it. Not like I hear things normally. I could feel it grazing the back of my thoughts, a static crackling erupting into life inside my skull.
It sounded like a radio…like a radio being tuned in for the first time. At first, I thought I was imagining it, but looking past the raven-haired boy, tearing my gaze from the motionless body of myself, lying in congealing crimson, I glimpsed a second kid who looked around the same age as the raven. He was resting on his back, dressed in the same clinical white clothes. The second boy stood out in the white, sporting unbrushed reddish curls. He seemed to notice me staring and sat up, offering me a small smile, freckles speckled across pale cheeks. Though the smile didn't quite reach his eyes.
Unlike the raven, the redhead's expression was deadly serious.
I could only stare at the empty spot where my own body had been. It had been there one second and gone the next.
I didn’t know what to question first.
“How…" He cut me off with an eye-roll.
Save it. I hid her for a while. I don’t think seeing her is going to help.
The boy was muttering into my head. His tone was dismissive like telepathy was a normal thing for him. I waited for him to speak with his mouth, but he didn’t, only offering me a shrug. His voice was tripping on static, and I had to stop myself from slamming my hands over my ears.
But there was no way to block him. He was inside my head.
As I said, ignore my bro. He's under the program's control. Trust me, he's not normally like this.
I couldn’t stop staring at the spot where my replica had lain.
Red shook his head. Don't worry about that right now. You need to shut the program down. I'd make you do it myself, but the pizza guy drained me of energy.
The memory of twitching eyes and stumbling speech hit me like a lightning bolt. "That was you?"
The redhead nodded mutely,... keep reading on reddit ➡
First of all, no, it's not a plot for any "sites", second sorry if I mispronounce any word, English is not my first language, and third the background for this case is a little heavy, so if you have some triggers I recommend you to skip (I marked the part).
I work as a school supervisor in a facility for "problem children" this ranges from messy and aggressive children to children who have been abused and are in the adoption system. So it's a really difficult work.
I have this teen who I will call NK (Nice Kid) who is with us since he was 12y. (TRIGGER PART) He had a really messed up background, his mother died when he was 6y, and he was given to his father and uncle. They both abused him physic, mentally and sexually. This only came to light when a neighbor moved to the house next door and saw that there was a kid living in the house through the window, and since she never saw him outside or going to school (it's a crime in here) she called the police. Not going to put here what the social worker told me, but there were a lot of videos and a porn studio in the house. So when NK came to was he was in terrible shape. (END OF TRIGGER)
Since I'm the supervisor I would help NK do his chores and homework (since this was his first time on a school he didn't know how to read or write) and with some time he became very attached to me, till this day he always comes to me to talk about everything, even things he shouldn't talk to me (like cheating on a test, saying a "bad" word to a college, and when he became older even love problems), but I never complained to him, and only listen and give advices, this is important latter.
When NK was 13y he was adopted by the nicest couple in the world, who I will call John and Mary to be easy, they loved him and take care of him, Mary worked as a nurse, so she didn't have that much spare time, but John would take and pick him from school, would go with him to therapy, doctors appointments, took him to games, plays, and every school activity the NK would want to participate.
When NK was 16, John and Mary divorced and Mary moved to her family state. It wasn't a bad divorce and they both still talk with each other and both still care for NK. But now it was just him and John on the house. This is where the things get a little strange... So one day NK came to me and asks if it was wrong to like other boys, because he liked another male student. Of course, I said it was normal and if the other student liked him too he sh... keep reading on reddit ➡
Hi guys, I’m in a tricky situation.
My wife had full custody of my 2 stepchildren. I’ve raised them for almost 6 years, so most of both of their lives.
My wife (biological mother) passed away 2 days ago and the biological father is in town to take his sons back from me.
Do I have any right as a widowed stepfather to try to keep them in my home?
What’s best for the children would be with me as my income and residency is stable with my home and job, while his is the opposite. But I know that situation only holds water in a custody battle between 2 biological parents.
I never filed for legal guardianship or legally adopted the kids as I thought that wasn’t relevant since my wife had full custody. Is there any options for me?
i wouldnt blame him. my quality of life is so poor and im considered untreatable and will never be independent. im a burden on his finances. im a danger to him and his wife and kids. his life and his familys life has had to revolve around my care. it makes sense he would want to end my misery and his familys misery.
For context, I’m 16, I don’t have my license or a job, nowhere else I can stay, and I can’t call CPS. I really just need to know if I should tell my stepfather, maybe he’s full of shit and won’t actually kick us out, or if I should talk to my mother, or if I should just keep ignoring it and let her spend all our child support money that we really need for groceries on pills.
My mother has been an addict for nearly 20 years. She’s also an alcoholic. Shes addicted to opioids. I can usually tell when she’s high or buzzed off pills, because she’s kinder and funnier and doesn’t yell at me when she’s buzzing. But I wasn’t completely sure if she was still on pills, I thought maybe she’d gotten better and maybe I was mistaking her being high for her having mood swings or something. But I wasn’t mistaken, she’s still on pills.
My father recently gave her $300 for child support, because he’s fallen behind on payments. My father has been broke for a couple months, but I’m assuming he got his stimulus check or he’s made some money from dealing or trafficking pot (he’s specifically told me he was trafficking and dealing, he just didn’t mention how much he makes) and was able to catch up on payments. My mother spent all of that child support money (that we really need for groceries) on pills. I was in her purse looking for stomach medicine, and I found two unlabeled pill bottles. She usually keeps her pills in unlabeled bottles in her purse pocket or tiny plastic bags in her wallet. I only had time to look at the pills in one bottle, they were Oxycodone. Not sure what the other bottle has in it.
I’ve known she’s a pill addict since 6th grade, when I finally worked up the courage to tell my father, and he told me he used to get pills for her. She’s even taken my grandmothers pain pills before. The first time or one of the first times my stepfather found out she’s on pills (money went missing, I showed him evidence, etc) he sent her to a doctor and the doctor gave her pills to wean her off of the pills she’s addicted to. He said that if her ever finds out she’s on them again he’ll kick us out. I told him some time last year that she’s still on them, and he told my mom that I told him, and my mother gaslit me and told me I was being crazy and imagining things and that she’s sober. She wasn’t sober, and she definitely isn’t now. I’ve told him a couple times that she’s still addicted, but he’s often just brushed it off or yelled at her. He refuses to pay for rehab, he s... keep reading on reddit ➡
Greendot's stepfather is fire chief in Yarnell, Arizona, which just lost 19 firefighters in the worst loss of firefighting life since 9/11 (in 2013 when this drama happened) . Greendot does not have any notice of his stepfather's wellbeing at this time.
Then a throwaway account accuses Greendot's stepfather of beating his girlfriend's three year old daughter, then smashing her head against a wall and burying her in the desert. She was found the next day, yet died shortly after as a result of the ordeal. This is confirmed by local news articles, which also blame the stepfather for the high deathtoll in the fire.
Greendot, father of a 1 yr old and a 4 yr old, understandably has a rush of conflicting emotions about the man he has known and trusted for the past 30 years.
Greendot eventually deletes his account, and the stepfather resigns his post, both for the manslaughter, and for his mishandling of the crisis.
"Molly, I've said this before and I'm saying it again. I am jealous of your rich ass stepfather and he can adopt me anytime he wants."
My best friend Jay's voice crackled through my phone's speaker which was wedged between my chin and shoulder as I stood, one hand on my hip in front of my stepfather’s fancy refrigerator. I still wasn’t completely sure how it worked. He and mom had gone out for the night, and I was home alone in a mansion. Which sounded amazing when mom had suggested it. There was so much more to see. Three floors to be exact, as well as the basement and his private study.
Benjamin Clayton who had recently become my stepfather, was filthy rich.
His million-dollar mansion in the middle of nowhere was proof of that.
The house was a series of rectangles constructed of steel and glass. From the outside, it was unapologetically modern, standing out amidst a manicured lawn as if beamed there rather than constructed. The roof was flat and there was no visible chimney. I could just about glimpse the glimmer of a pool on the top porch, chlorinated water sparkling in the late afternoon glow.
My initial tour of the place had been limited much to my disappointment. I was only allowed to see the glimpses. Which was fairly basic. The lounge area was fancy; the design was a simple chocolate colored and rustic aesthetic with a flat-screen TV taking up an entire wall.
It looked more like a movie theatre, with reclining chairs. The TV came with pretty much every app, TV show or music station I could think of.
My bedroom, again, was simple. Modern. Minimalist. It had cherry red walls and a cream carpet; a walk-in wardrobe already stocked with the latest fashion. The house overall was beautiful. It was my dream bedroom, and I was grateful for everything I was being given and allowed to explore. Except something was nagging at me. An incessant feeling worming its way into my gut and twisting it into sickly knots. There had to be a reason why my stepfather was forbidding me from seeing the other three floors. There had to be a reason he didn’t want me seeing the basement.
Despite Mr Clayton telling me about his work, and what exactly he did, which was designing for a company I’d never heard of, I was yet to see any projects or inventions despite his talk of them. Everything he told me was at face value, and I'd been looking forward to seeing behind the scenes of his projects, or even some of them before they were finished.
But...no. He insisted on... keep reading on reddit ➡
My (16 F) parents divorced last year, when my father had an affair. After that, my mom began dating Doug. I don't like Doug. He's pretentious, stupid and thinks that he's some sort of father figure. He also has two children, who are both just utter brats. They keep trying to pretend that we're a family, and just keep bad-mouthing my dad. They have no boundaries and won't leave me alone.
About three months ago, I went to visit my grandparents on my mom's side. I was supposed to just stay the weekend, but I decided not to leave. I really enjoy it here. My grandparents are really lax and give me all the space I need. I have a whole floor of the house to myself, and they have given me a massive allowance to get whatever I need.
Here is where I might be the asshole. I know my mother doesn't get along with my grandparents. They never liked my dad and hate Doug. My mom has also is much less successful than my grandparents, aunt and uncle, and she has always called them smug. My mom has begun threatening legal action. My grandfather said I get to choose where I live, and he told my mother that he can make the legal proceeding expensive, painful and last until I'm no longer minor. This has caused a massive fight between my mom and the rest of our family, and I didn't mean to cause all this drama. I'm starting to feel really bad about all of this, but I don't want to move back in with my mom. AITA?