I have a mixed family, and only had one natural child of my own. Even my step children and husband love me I feel like they are taking over my house now that my son has been murdered. They try to help, but in their own grief they solidified as a family. Everything seems have to be about them when comes how the house looks and so on. I just feel to week to fight back. If it weren't for me none them would have a home. It was my money that bought the house. Maybe it's just me, because I feel like I lost the only family I had.
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