I’m writing this because I’m hurt by the words you fill your mouth with my name.

“I want that bitch out now!” I’m sorry that I’m intruding your family home life, and that I’m always here, but I am pretty much homeless. And I have no one to go to or live, as my biological “Mother” has kicked me out of her life and home. I thought things would be different than what they were before. I thought wrong. Like always. I remember that feeling or impression that I got off you for the first time, a dickhead that doesn’t know anything about me, you assume all sorts about me, yet you don’t ask unless there’s something in for you! When it was your “Step-Son’s” birthday party his 18th, you asked me to keep an eye out on your Daughter for you, and to tell you anything about her and what she’s been up to, such as sex, anything really. Yet if your Daughter at 15 is doing anything like sex then it’s not my place to judge her, because I’m afraid that things like this happen. Also, I told her in confidence that I won’t tell anyone anything about what she’s feeling(within reason), and doing(again with reason). Do you feel threatened by me? And how close I am with your 15 year old and 9 year old Daughter? And your not? Well... I’m sorry that they come to me when they want someone to love, because all you do is moan and yell! So no wonder why your children resent you.

Your Wife, my Boyfriend’s Mum is terrified of you, her own Husband, I see the way she doesn’t want a part of her baby boy hurting because of you, you yell at him for no reason, give him false hope. You moan that he doesn’t get off his backside, and needs to have a job, yet if I remember correctly you had a job and stuck at it for a few weeks, and left. And you bitch about him being bone idled, maybe you should look at yourself because you Sir are a hypocrite! You get paid by the government, whereas my Boyfriend is looking for a job, and hoping on a job. But you need all sorts of fancy qualifications to get one. Don’t see you helping or supporting him. You just put him down like you do with me.

Just so you know,

You’re a vile bastard. And I hope to God that one day you’ll realise that! And I hope it makes you hate yourself.

Love,

Your Step-Son’s Girlfriend

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