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My stepdad gave me shit from being 11 to when he finally kicked me out at 17. Alot of nasty stuff happened in those 6 years. He was horrid to me, I'm not going to go into it but he was bang out of order. For 2 years I was homeless and went round with everything I owned in a wheely suitcase and a bag begging family members to let me stay at their houses for a few nights. Aswell as a few friends and crashing random house parties. I was a mess. I couldnt get a job because I didnt have a permanant address and the council didnt care because I was over 16 and childless. I wasn't on drugs, or anything - there's no real reason why I was treat so badly. I shoplifted a few times because I couldnt afford clothes but thats it and Im not ashamed - if it's anyones fault its theirs.
I hated my life, I didnt care if I lived or died I just existed and it was awful until this one night back in 2009 when I met the most beautiful boy I had ever met. I figured I had nothing to lose in asking for his number and I got to know him. At the time I was staying at my stepdads sisters and her and her gay son would constantly harrass us because she didnt want me to be happy and free and her son didnt want him to be straight.
It got to a point where she threatened him (for no reason at all) and I told him how crazy she was, how terrified I was of her and he helped me move out. With nowhere else to go he told me he was going to take care of me and I moved into his mums. Now we have a 2 bedroomed flat 60 miles away from all of that, a beautiful girl and I feel like I've been a part of his family forever. I couldn't be happier.
Just before Christmas he pursuaded me to get back in touch with my mum. She hadnt spoken to me since she let my stepdad boot me out of the home I'd been in since I was 2 and I wasnt keen on the idea of talking to her but I did for the sake of my daughter and for the sake of forgiving and forgetting. It all worked out pretty well and now we talk (sometimes I really struggle to not get mad at her but I live so far away I can just turn my phone off and poof she's not a problem) and I can see my little brother again and my nan.
The problem is this - she's expecting me to let my stepdad call himself grandad and she keeps asking if he can come and visit me. I say no. As far as I'm concerned he's nothing to do with me, he's caused me nothing but upset and I don't owe him anything. Everything good in my life is down to my OH and his family - and not him. I dont believe he's good for my mum or for my brother and I dont want him in my life. I understand that we have to co-exist for the sake of my brother and mum but in my eyes that means being civil to him when my mum asks me to visit - NOT letting him into my home and holding my child. He's being nice to me now to get closer to my child because he wont have grandkids for a long time (my brother is 7). I dont see how this is my problem and my mum is trying to guilt tripping me into letting him have his way.
Do you think I should give in to him? Or do you think he deserves to be left out?
The thought of him makes me want to be sick. I hate him. I dont want him near me, my home or my family. I can bare to be nice to him and put on a brave face but letting him into my home is a different matter.
Now because I wont let him up on Saturday to see my daughter, my mum is chosing to not come either (I invited my nan, mum and brother up). I think it's her loss. This is the second time she has chosen him over her own blood and I think it's bullshit. (I didnt make her choose, he did)
So fucked off. Robyn deserves better than this. He's a waste of space, a complete bag of shit. Argh!
I hated my life, I didnt care if I lived or died I just existed and it was awful until this one night back in 2009 when I met the most beautiful boy I had ever met. I figured I had nothing to lose in asking for his number and I got to know him. At the time I was staying at my stepdads sisters and her and her gay son would constantly harrass us because she didnt want me to be happy and free and her son didnt want him to be straight.
It got to a point where she threatened him (for no reason at all) and I told him how crazy she was, how terrified I was of her and he helped me move out. With nowhere else to go he told me he was going to take care of me and I moved into his mums. Now we have a 2 bedroomed flat 60 miles away from all of that, a beautiful girl and I feel like I've been a part of his family forever. I couldn't be happier.
Just before Christmas he pursuaded me to get back in touch with my mum. She hadnt spoken to me since she let my stepdad boot me out of the home I'd been in since I was 2 and I wasnt keen on the idea of talking to her but I did for the sake of my daughter and for the sake of forgiving and forgetting. It all worked out pretty well and now we talk (sometimes I really struggle to not get mad at her but I live so far away I can just turn my phone off and poof she's not a problem) and I can see my little brother again and my nan.
The problem is this - she's expecting me to let my stepdad call himself grandad and she keeps asking if he can come and visit me. I say no. As far as I'm concerned he's nothing to do with me, he's caused me nothing but upset and I don't owe him anything. Everything good in my life is down to my OH and his family - and not him. I dont believe he's good for my mum or for my brother and I dont want him in my life. I understand that we have to co-exist for the sake of my brother and mum but in my eyes that means being civil to him when my mum asks me to visit - NOT letting him into my home and holding my child. He's being nice to me now to get closer to my child because he wont have grandkids for a long time (my brother is 7). I dont see how this is my problem and my mum is trying to guilt tripping me into letting him have his way.
Do you think I should give in to him? Or do you think he deserves to be left out?
The thought of him makes me want to be sick. I hate him. I dont want him near me, my home or my family. I can bare to be nice to him and put on a brave face but letting him into my home is a different matter.
Now because I wont let him up on Saturday to see my daughter, my mum is chosing to not come either (I invited my nan, mum and brother up). I think it's her loss. This is the second time she has chosen him over her own blood and I think it's bullshit. (I didnt make her choose, he did)
So fucked off. Robyn deserves better than this. He's a waste of space, a complete bag of shit. Argh!
You're a very strong lady and i'm very proud of you. 
Its definitely your rules now sugar xxx
