Since I have been here. Family vacation sent me over the edge though. Too many people crammed into a space for too long. And me and youngest ss (whose love for me has not grown the last year and a half) had to be around each other more than usual. Plus side was he couldn't keep up the usual game of "look at me dad I'm being sooooooo nice to her" for long since he's hardly seen me in so long he's really been out of practice and in close quarters it is even harder. I hate when he calls me mom. I'm not his mom. I am furniture to him. I come with the house. "Mom" gets listened to. "Mom" matters. I don't. When I ask something like would you like some cereal? And ten minutes later he's still sitting there ignoring me, I get the hint that I don't mean a damn thing. But when he wants something and DH is within earshot I'm suddenly "mom". Which yes, anymore I gag at the sound. He has a mom. I am his evil step bitch who doesnt like to be treated like shit. And hey my own kids were less than overjoyed about how i was being treated, as well as OSS. DH too (but"how can we correct it when we only have him 4 days a month") Yes. Fabulous effing vacation. Not. And then BM starts in via text trying to fight....