since my mum and dad divorced we have always taken it in turns as to whos house we go to on christmas and vice versa on boxing day. it still goes on now but every time we go to dads we feel unwanted and hated by our SM and her kids. there is nowhere for us in their house no bedroom or anything we used to stay overnight at christmas but now we get picked up on the day and brought back in the evening. SM has already split our family up with her evil twisted ways my uncles and my dad no longer speak because she sent them poison pen letters and nasty phone calls which has caused alot of tension on that side of the family. she even sent letters to my mum and sent me horrible text messages but he is still with her and is on her side and cant see what she is doing wrong. SM controls my dad if i ask him for money he gives it me without her knowing and if i want to speak to him i have to ring him during the day whilst hes at work otherwise you can hear her making snide comments in the background. then there is my SD's son who is eleven and the child from hell i cant stand him he acts like a three year old and has no manners what so ever he eats christmas dinner with his fingers no matter how much we teach him to use a knife and fork hes disgusting he never talks to you when he sees you and if he does its to try and brag about something. hes a brat and his mother is an evil cow who has tryed her best to make our lifes hell over the first few years my mum and SD were together. aaaarrrrrrgggghhhhh!!!!!!!! christmas is goin to be shit this year! sorry this rant is so long but i feel so much better now ive wrote it.
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