I had three children when I married this man, he had two. His children didn’t live with us but I still treated them as I would my own. Bought them clothes, sweets, spoke to them with respect, did everything I could to make life easier for us all. Yet B treated mine terribly, even in front of me and his kids were really horrible to me too...if I was driving the car they’d sit in the back seat putting their tongues out at me, pulling faces. When they were left with me they’d turn the radio or telly up really loud and when I turned it down they’d laugh and turn it back up. One of them put poo on my toothbrush, only they got the wrong one, it was their dad’s, of course mine got the blame!
When I was in the bank one, day daughter came in with mother, all I heard was ‘that’s her’ and when I turned round her mother punched me in the stomach, she knew I was pregnant because B’s stepmother told her!
Even when on holiday they were nasty, horrible, to the point when one day I walked off and left them up the mountain....the ran after me screaming, ‘please don’t leave us, dad can’t drive the car’! 2 weeks in a beautiful villa with a swimming pool....ruined.
B’s father, stepmother and his kids constantly taunted me telling me it was his house and they could do as they liked! In fact, it was my money that paid the deposit, solicitors fees, removal fees.
When in her 30’s stepdaughter said ‘we were really horrible and nasty to you weren’t we? I could have wept!
What with their attitude to me their father was no better, I’ve had a terrible life with him too, a sarcastic, arrogant bully.
I wish I’d never met him, I should have stayed on my own because now I’m 72 and saddled with him being an arrogant, ignorant bully on crutches or in a wheelchair!