My Wife Story.
Having no children of my own (2 miscarriages, the 2nd nearly killed me)I was overjoyed when I found out that SD11 was coming to live with us. Yes, finally it was real. YOu see, everytime evil exwife would get sick and tired of the 2 kids -there's also a son, 15 now- she would call: "come and get these kids, I can't stand it anymore-you can have them, I'll pay child support to you".
Then I would watch my husband's joy turn to pain, cause after a few days she would get over her mini melt down and order us to bring them back. Yes we picked them up -3 hr. drive- and we took them back.
Her every whim was indulged else she would make it hard for us to see them at all.
She was the ultimate witch- I heard her screaming at my husband over the phone. Finally I couldn't stand it anymore and tried to mediate. She scorched the hair off my head and this was on the phone! I was no match for her brand of evil.
So SD comes to live with us. Exwitch kept the son cause he is a quiet, docile kid who is no trouble. SD however was deemed out of control. Apparently she didn't clean her room and stayed at her friends past time to come home. Also exwitch would have had to pay child support if we had both, this way we call it even.
I took the summer off work to bond with her. We went swimming, shopping, she seemed to love me and thing were great. Oh there were some warning signs, like the hateful snide remarks. I told her I would start giving as good as i got and this seemed to help. Then there were the lies, sometimes to avoid punishment and sometimes for no reason.
Then she hit puberty and all hell broke loose. Whenever I asked her to help around the house she threw a screaming crying fit. Her dad would try talking to her- whats wrong he asked- her reply "It reminds me of being at my m-m-m-mothers!" was worthy of an Oscar. She really knew how to pull the guilt strings. We were guilty of spoiling her, well he was. After all her mother had just abandoned her. AND kept the brother, a double hurt.
Now I was just a stealer of her Dad's love. She reported to him anything that might make me look bad and if there was nothing to tell she made it up. I was sometimes just as bad. SD did this I would say, she won't clean her room ....He was stuck in the middle poor guy.
Then came the ultimate. Worse than the food thrown around the kitchen. This after I agreed with her dad she should go to church on Sunday as well as going to the kids's time on Wed. nite.
My SIL gave me a call. She had something to tell me. SD was telling kids at school I beat her. I had given her a black
eye. SIL knew this wasn't true but thought I should know. Please don't get mad she said. Oh I'm not mad, I expected it.
SD craved attention so much. The summer before she had decided she would go out for cheerleader. Now we know she weights 230 lbs and can't jump 6 inches off the floor but didn't want to hurt her feelings so we went along. Of course she didn't make it but Niece did. SD wants so BAD for niece to be her friend. Niece is one of the popular kids. Niece turned down her birthday party but went to the movies with her and another friend. DH reports back that Niece and friend she brought along snubbed SD and ignored her all night. Even went in a different door at the movies. Heartbreaking right?
So its this girl -niece- that she tells the big lie to. Her stepmother beats her. In a pathetic attempt to get attention just for a moment. I was enraged. If this had gone to the wrong ears I might have CPS out here snooping around.
Now I thought -now he will do something. Nope- he would have but she ran off to Grandmas for a few days and nothing happened. I seethed, I fumed. This was war! I had a long talk with her myself and banned her from the computer.
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DH was stuck in the middle.
DH was stuck in the middle. I would complain about SD, she would complain about me. Things got so bad then I had a thought- "she is not going to break up my marriage! Thats exactly what she wants."
I did 2 things-
(1)I stopped worrying about the dirty room. That battle was just not worth it. A dirty room never killed anyone.
(2)I stopped being concerned over how her dad disciplines her. If she tells 99 outrageous lies and he does nothing, I don't say a word. Let him live with the consequences. (Unless one of the lies concerns me-so far they haven't)
Oh - and I also stopped reporting her bad behavior to him. This seemed to be childish behavior on my part.
These small things have made a 99% improvement in things. The stress level has gone WAY down.
Now - I don't ignore SD but I don't start a lot of conversation either. I just don't want to give her anything to twist around and report back to DH. This is sad. Maybe one day we will have another chance.