I do realize it's pretty much over, and I need to go back to my apartment, and start over, I know it's going to hourt like hell for awhile, but so does this limbo stuff. Last night we were fighting once again, how I had no right to search my stepsons room (17) on drugs, without asking him first. I am to have no say in my stepkids disipline, I get no respect from them, because they see how there dad treats me. Well I feel I do have a right, I am responsible for that kid too, and his dad should be the one doing his job and he doesn't he is too obsessed with what I am doing then his kids. I can't take this any longer, it will never change, I know that.
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