Boo you whoar
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I used to have a step-mom. She was literally, not joking, mental and eccentric to the extremes. When she separated from my dad, she had, had a surgery and decided to "recover at her brother's house". Then we learned what was actually going on. She didn't take much of her things with her. She still had keys, knowledge of our garage code, and stuff and she came over when we went to church on Sunday's and stuff. When she officially took her things, she planned a day and had us leave the house all day. She and her helpers, took a lot of things. Things that were not hers. She tore an extendable mirror off of the wall. She probably didn't know exactly what came from her originally and what came from my family originally. She may have found her uncertainty, destruction, or thievery humorous. One time (when the marriage was "good") , she freaked out when I said, "Did this come from (my last name) or (her former last name)?". We had to get a lot of our old things out of the attic and our house sometimes still feels empty.
Point of the story-
When we combined Christmas tree ornaments, we mixed both family's into two boxes. She took one box, to gtfo of our house faster, plus she's a b*t*h. She left us with the crappy ornaments. She stole personal, special, memorable ornaments me and my siblings made in school, at home, at scouts..or friends gave them to us...I got friggin' mad the first Christmas without her and our things and made my dad get them back for us. She didn't give all of them back; barely any, to tell the truth. These ornaments meant a lot to me, if you can't tell. I cherish my artwork and loved crafts when I was younger. There's really nothing more I can do to get them back and I probably never will see them again. Every Christmas when I'm decorating the tree, I get mofo mad about this..or everytime I think about it..It's like a huge, huge grudge I have.
Like I can picture specific ornaments in my head and I know exactly where they came from. I don't wanna feel this way every year.
This happened awhile ago, but I'm still not over it. My dad knew she would be coming over and since he still loves her he does what she says...We have no contact anymore.
Point of the story-
When we combined Christmas tree ornaments, we mixed both family's into two boxes. She took one box, to gtfo of our house faster, plus she's a b*t*h. She left us with the crappy ornaments. She stole personal, special, memorable ornaments me and my siblings made in school, at home, at scouts..or friends gave them to us...I got friggin' mad the first Christmas without her and our things and made my dad get them back for us. She didn't give all of them back; barely any, to tell the truth. These ornaments meant a lot to me, if you can't tell. I cherish my artwork and loved crafts when I was younger. There's really nothing more I can do to get them back and I probably never will see them again. Every Christmas when I'm decorating the tree, I get mofo mad about this..or everytime I think about it..It's like a huge, huge grudge I have.
Like I can picture specific ornaments in my head and I know exactly where they came from. I don't wanna feel this way every year.
This happened awhile ago, but I'm still not over it. My dad knew she would be coming over and since he still loves her he does what she says...We have no contact anymore.