Thank you ladies. I had read you all's take of the matter and saw how it was done in your own way...I suppose that each situation needs a different approach and different way in doing so. I mean, I don't even want to say hello in passing, thats how much I'm "fonkin" with this kid. I just have a huge problem with kids having no respect and talking shit like they're grown. I dont let my own daughter get away with it, let alone some kid that isn't mine.

I am sorry for your loss Skeeter.

Hopefully more people will post and I can have more ideas. I have been reading vehemently about this disassociation stuff for weeks, and I think this is the best solution for me. I did practice it somewhat before the sloth left two weeks ago - he asked me lol if he should take out the trash - my mind is saying you know thats what you're supposed to do ya tard, but all i said was lol "ask your dad" lol everything he asked me, that was my response.

S/O is going out of town for a few days next month, and this kid still has to have daddy wake him up because he will sleep thru the alarm clock or shut it off and go back to bed. I told hubby that I will not be responsible for him while you are gone. I hope you understand this but I have decided to have nothing to do with your son. I'm tired of his wishy washy up and down ways and his fucking mouth and laziness and i'm tired of getting upset when he doesn't do shit, so, I am not doing anything for him anymore - this includes cooking, which honestly thats all I do for this idiot, because i cook for everyone; hubby does his laundry, this kid does NOTHING! But I don't even want to communicate with him. I feel uneasy when I even see him or if we are in the same room in passing.

This is some great feedback!!! THANK YOU IT SO APPRECIATED!
Echo, Disillusioned, and Iwannabea,

Interesting reads. I saw things in your posts that I want to do. I don't even worry about holidays because they go over their paternal grandparents house, which I am not welcome because their grandmother met me once and decided and told my hubby "don't marry her, get rid of her" and don't know why. Only thing I could think of is because I am black - or maybe my lipstick was too red - or maybe I farted and didn't know - fuck her.

The peace of not hearing sloth rumble like a herd of elephants back and forth in the kitchen finding something to inhale/eat, was nice, but now hearing the stomping to the kitchen annoys me like hell. I hadn't said anything to him nor him to me. After that last crap that had happened, I do nt want to do shit for him or say nothing to him. I was circling around the block for 30 minutes because his sister had dropped him off and I was waiting for that bitch to leave. I had finally texted my S/O and told him that I was wanting to go home could you tell her that I am coming home so she can get the hell out of there.

I should not have to fucking do that.

I had to pee like you wouldn't believe!

LMFAOOOOOO

Fucking shit skid marks!

Notasm,
Your SS sounds like pure trash that should had been swallowed. He seems like a horrible piece of shit. You are right about you last comment: Not to justify. It does put hubby on the defensive, and I'm sick of his bullshit too.

Echo,

I think hubby I kind of perturbed a smidgen - fuck em, I said i'm disengaging and for good reason - I was going to knock the shit out of your son after he verbally disrespected me for the last time and am done putting up with his shit. So when you go out of town for a few days to hag out with ya boys, that fat fucker is on his own - Hubby is now taking him with him.

And im sick of my hubby too with the name calling when getting into arguments. Sometimes I feel like slowly part of what I feel for him is dissipating. I'm tired of being called a drama queen, bitch, cunt, told fuck you, etc. .I'm really goddamn sick of his ass sometimes too.

He knows I was not playing. I told him I tried liking those fuckers but they made it hard with their mouths, disrespect and manipulation. They can go fuck themselves for all I care. I need to start caring about me, taking care of my mental well being so I can take care of my own BioD8.

I don't know what kind of life they lived when they're crazy bitch mother was alive, but damnit, I'm not living in constant chaos and anxiety - my job gives me enough, I shouldn't have to live in it 24/7.

If he doesn't like it, then hubby can KMA too. I'll sell all the beautiful jewelry he gave me and use that to live off of (I believe in having a financial security blanket).

No woman I don't think, except my stupid ass, will put up with these fuckers. These kids will always be sucking from their dads tit for years to come, i can see this because they suck his titty now like no tomorrow.

I have to go clean up the kitchen and I dont wanna because that is the sloths 2nd home and then I will be forced to say hello, and I dont even wanna do that