Oh, it's all really easy. Since they were children, they had NO BOUNDARIES (DH is a NICE guy; BM, although not the sharpest tool in the shed, is meek and gentle), and I just think they RAILROADED their parents to the point where BM left for a younger man when they were teens. Of course, they hated and harassed her endlessly (as I have written in several blogs, SHE has told me that they are MEAN, her own DAUGHTERS!!). So, DH was left with the psycho-raising skills (think Kramer vs. Kramer, just not real hands-on). When we met five years ago, they went ballistic. And, I UNDERSTOOD. They clung to "daddy" for years, they were all in hatred front against BM, so it was like a REJECTION when DH fell instantly in love with ME.

That's the thing. I have a great job, great life, they really have NOTHING to bitch about, but they do. They used to call all hours of the night for NO REASON ("my car was making a funny noise", etc.) and I QUICKLY put the kibosh to that (oh, was I DAMNED TO HELL FOR that one!!). Let's not even get to holidays. Someone is always crying, fighting, creating a scene (I was the "newbie" to the holiday scene, so I guess my "initiation" was that it was MY FAULT that holidays were screwed up. Basically, DH and I were supposed to do what THEY wanted to do on holidays, etc.)

Well, the crap hit the fan yesterday. After an AWESOME weekend of DH and me just having fun (which we usually do), the Fathers' Day harassment started. He basically wouldn't even ACKNOWLEDGE to one of them that I was in the room with him ("I'm not doing anything", "No, I'm not watching that..." CRIPES!! I was RIGHT THERE WITH HIM, not ONCE did he mention my name, not mention that WE MIGHT have any sort of plans. He, once again, recoiled like an injured puppy as he was getting GRILLED by AD. My blood was boiling. THEN, OTHER BD invited him for "din din". Luckily, I had plans, but if I hadn't, I sure as hell wasn't invited. And I just LOST IT. I am SICK of dancing around these INFANTS on holidays, weekends, WHATEVER, just to keep the peace. I'm tired of being IGNORED, of NOT HAVING MY FEELINGS CONSIDERED, of being TREATED like I'm only OK if the SDs have nothing better for daddy to do!!

And, as I've written endlessly (in just a few days!), I have a GREAT life. This is the ONLY THING that I HATE about it. I get great respect in my job, with my friends, the ONLY PEOPLE that treat me like I'm UNWORTHY are these NASTY ADULT SDs and DH when they want something. The fights we've had over their tantrums, their disrespect of me AND DH....I would NEVER in a million years let my daughter speak to ANY HUMAN the way they have spoken to me.

Again, they are not BABIES, they are ALMOST 30!! If someone doesn't wake them up to the fact that the universe does NOT revolve around them (although I don't think they'll EVER get that), then let the chips fall where they may....NOT MY PROBLEM ANY MORE..

Thanks for letting me VENT!!

As I wrote in a reply to Sarah, I'm a little "paranoid" about revealing TOO MUCH until I know they can't "find me" on here...I can only imagine how PO'd they'd be!! The weird stories are so UNIQUE, they would know in an instant that I was writing about them.

Two of them actually are married (both men are, surprise! surprise!
from extremely dysfunctional families, so these girls actually looked like prizes to them. Let me put it this way, my SDs are WEIRD,
but at least they had a roof over their head, food, and no criminal activity from either parent. One of them has guys moving in like the wind. When one gets sick of her and moves out, she'll have another one moving in within MONTHS. (Usually meets them in a bar, then WHAM!! they move in!!) Hey, there's a great role model for my 16-year old BD!!