So i know I was kinda inactive for some time on here and I kinda need to rant down here. I'll put a cut so yall don't have to scroll past this massive wall of text but yeah. Also if anyone who's been following me for some time (or if you know me irl) can yall please give me some encouragement? I don't want to engagementbait or anything I just need some good things said to me for a little while.
Ok so in September of 2025, my stepfather left my mom after she drove him out of our home. She started using her maiden name again, which I was fine with.
You see, when I was young I would idolize my mom. My biological father left us when I was 3-4 months old (the story changes every time) when I was 2 my mom met the man that would eventually be my stepfather. Eventually they got married in 2012. (I was 4 but tuned 5 that year)
He always treated me like his own. I called him daddy cause he was for all intents and purposes my dad. (Also I was 5) I stopped calling him that when I was 17. Mostly cause it felt weird being almost an adult and calling him that. But he was still my dad.
(For simplicity's sake bio dad is B, step dad is W)
I tried a few times to reestablish contact with my bio dad. Once when I was in juvie, once when I was in the mental hospital, things like that. Eventually, in my senior year of high school (this past year, class of 26) and at the beginning of the year, she had asked me if I wanted to invite him to graduation. (Bio dad not step dad) this was in june before my mom and W separated. They have had their fights over the years, but things were always pretty solid. I have 2 younger brothers who are momma and Ws kids. B married my stepmom (T) and she had 2 sons from previous relationships, who, for a while, I considered my older brothers.
In 4th Grade CPS came to my elementary school. I was already in trouble that day, cause I bit a boy and I thought it was much worse. Apparently, and I never got a full story on this, but someone had told the authorities that my mom had abandoned me.
Keep in mind, my mom HATED that my biodad remarried had had a new wife who was "skinner and younger" than her. And at this point in time, I would go to my dad's house every other weekend, holiday, and half of summer vacation. They had a schedule and would alternate.
Every time I came home from my dads, my mom would ask me about how it went. I learned that if I talked bad about them, if I made up stories, she would care more, she would pay more attention. Same with my dad. He would ask how my week was, and if I talked smack, I would get more attention. I was a dumbass kid, who knew that lying was bad, but also knew that doing so made them pay attention.
According to my mom, B called CPS. He and T denied it. I never got the full truth, and i never will, cause they don't give out that information to people.
I lied to CPS. Cause at this point it was established in my dumbass kid brain that Stories=Caring. He had to get a drug test. So I stopped seeing my dad after this. That was in May of 2017. I didnt speak to him until 2021 I think? I don't remember.
I digress. W has been my dad for basicly all of my life, he stayed with us even when i made his life a living hell, and treated me as his own. He's my dad in the ways that count.
My mom invited B and T to my graduation. I had made it clear I didnt want them their to begin with in june, and had not wavered in my stance.
She gave them my number, and i even got a text from him, entirely unexpected, on my 18th birthday, which was also the day of a UIL competition (BIG DEAL) and i had no warning. Thankfully I saw that after I had performed, but that fucked me up.
Eventually, in september, they fought, momma told W to leave and get out of her house. He did. He stayed with a friend who lived about 20 minutes away.
He still showed up for us. He still cared. Meanwhile, my mom was playing up he single mother act to get pity from our neighbors and people in our community since she dosent work. He was paying the bills for the house we lived in, he did what he could when my mom was driving him away.
Then she filed divorce paperwork on the winter. Idr when exactly, but she did. At this point W had enough. The house was in his name, he paid the bills, everything. When she drove him out, she canceled the auto pay and stuff, and got passed at him when the bills were getting paid late. He didnt know that, cause they had been on auto pay for YEARS. Nothing ever got shut off.
Eventually she made him take the boys on occasion, but at this point, I was 18. It was fine to leave me home alone while she went off and did whatever. So she did. But she had been talking shit about him for so long, constantly, and frankly, I've always trusted my mom. And if someone tells you something for long enough, you start to believe it.
Hell, she told me that if he shows up at "her" house to call the cops. He did. So he could have a place to watch the boys thats already childproofed and has the medicine my SPED brother needs. In a place that said brother won't elope from.
Ok I'll probably end up making a part 2 to this because its 11 at night and I just got home, but yeah. Or I'll delete it idk
