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Oh man. I am so grateful for this place. This is the only outlet that I have to vent. And that's what this is - it's rambling, it's ranting & it's barely coherent. Kind of like me, haha. 

I am not surviving the rest of summer vacation. I had a 'come to jesus' moment with my husband & skid on Friday where I was so angry I had to remove myself from the situation.

The kid ambushed me the second I walked into the house asking for the WiFi password. Again. He was previously told no, because a) he's eight, b) he does not need unfettered access to the internet and c) it's not like he has absolutely nothing else to do. 

His reasoning for asking again? Someone bought him Fortnite for his Nintendo switch. The reason he was told no before: because he is not allowed online gameplay on the switch. Dude - nothing has changed in the 3 weeks since you've last asked me. 

Hindsight being what it is, 'fuck your fortnite' wasn't the best response that I, as the adult, could have given. But I was tired, I was irritated I was being pestered with this shit AGAIN the second I walk into the house and I am so, so tired of how spoiled this kid is that I feel 'fuck your fortnite' on a deep, deep level. In my soul. 

My husband was even like "what's the big deal, it's just a game". Exactly. It's another game. This child has access 90% of the time to an enormous flat screen that is hooked up to a PS4, a Wii, a SNES, a Nintendo & that has YouTube/Netflix capabilities in the living room. In his bedroom, he has a smart TV (purchased by Grandma) that accesses YouTube, Netflix, Hulu, etc (this is timer controlled because I can't figure out how to control the *content* being accessed), a raspberry pi, his nintendo switch and the coding computer his grandma got him to "hack Minecraft". And that's not enought? He really needs WiFi to play another game? He is a child who already spends way too much time in front of a screen, and you want to give him WiFi and accept his word that he "swears" he'll turn it off at 10pm? NO, dude. Come on. He cannot play live with other people because he will cry. About everything, because that's what he does because everyone is always so mean to him. He can play with one of the 900 other things that are hooked up to a screen or the toybox and boxes upon boxes of toys in your closet that you have not touched in over a year. 

So I screenshotted the WiFi password, texted it to my husband and left, after pointing out that it's not just an 'opinion' that a child should not have unrestricted screen time and that he knows my position on it - I've made it crystal clear WHY I do not think he should have it and if you want to give it to him because it's 'no big deal' and it's 'just a game', do it. Fuck it. This is your thing. You wanna give the kid unrestricted internet access and let him do whatever he pleases, go for it. I don't care anymore. I'm done trying to be the only adult trying to enforce rules & boundaries.

I am fresh outta fucks to give here. 

Same with the cleaning -- I asked my husband to have the kid clean up the bathroom after he pissed all over it. Husband cleaned it. They both did such a shitty half-assed job that I had to re-do it when I got home (note: I have OCD -- not in an 'oh I really like things to be clean' joking way, but in an 'I have a legitimate diagnosis of OCD from my healthcare provider, but I also really like things to be clean' way -- I genuinely could not just 'leave it be' because it causes such bad anxiety knowing there's a mess/partial mess that is just sitting there, to the point where I'll focus on nothing else until it's cleaned). 

So I'll clean the areas I use - I won't be cleaning the kids room or doing his or my husbands laundry anymore. Husband can do it himself. I'll do me, you do you. I refuse to spend every day AFTER work cleaning the same shit I already cleaned BEFORE work because y'all are ungrateful savages who need to change clothes 5 times a day. #doityourself 

Yesterday, we took a day trip to a water park. We were there 5 minutes before the kid "really wanted" something & started whining. I walked my ass to the nearest bar, got myself a giant tequila concoction and ignored it. It felt great. I came back with drinks for me & husband, kid cried about me not getting him one (grandma already got him a bucket of pepsi -- caffeinated because fuck us, right?). I continued to ignore him. I was amazed how, after two giant tequila concoctions, I was able to almost completely tune him out. He followed us around and nagged for everything and I got him nothing. Then we went back to where everyone was (me, his dad, his aunt, uncle, grandma & family friends), and he starts being all dramatic and "needs to tell us" all that some kid "threw a football & hit me in the face". 

Fucking when? You were literally following me & your dad around all day so close that I thought I was gonna need a colonoscopy to extract you, and I didn't see anybody throw a football at your face? Or anywhere in your vicinity? Where did this random football come from? I'm going out on a limb here and I'm gonna say you are making shit up for sympathy because you aren't the center of attention right at this second. IDK how I'm the only one who sees that you are doing this, but whatever. 

So I said "heyyy, look on the brightside -- you caught the football! Yeah, it was with your face, but hey! You still caught it! Silver lining!" - I'm not coddling him when he's making shit up for attention. But then his dad asked him all serious what happened and suddenly it's the most awful thing that's ever happened to anyone in the history of ever and he's so injured and his face and head hurt and there's so many tears and he wasn't doing anything and this kid just threw a football and told him "that's what you get".

Well. That's certainly more detailed. *cough*bullshit*cough*

I just don't get it. It's seriously everywhere that we go or everything that he does that he's getting bullied in some way shape or form (which is, incidentally, also why he cannot play online games with other kids - they bully him and are mean to him - supposedly). Kids are just throwing this phantom football at your face and telling you "that's what you get" when you "didn't do anything"? I don't buy it. It's almost like there's one common denominator here...help me out...what's that expression, "if everyone you meet in life is an asshole, maybe it's you"? 

So we ended up leaving. And for almost the whole car ride back, the kid complained of a headache. Until we were 5 minutes away from the house when he started "really wanting" to play Minecraft. 

Me being the monster I am, told him that he can't sit and stare at a screen if his head hurts that bad and that he should sit and try and relax and see if his head stops hurting and if it doesn't we'll take him to the hospital ('we'll take you to the hospital' is how we call his bluff - he pretends he's hurt to not do things, so whenever he does it, we get all serious now and start herding him towards to car to take him to the hospital since he's too hurt to do X). 

The entire evening consisted of him making beatboxing noises OVER the noise of the TV in his room (because me telling him not to turn the TV on immediately upon getting home was about as effective as asking the Pope to not be Catholic & bears to not shit in the woods) and then him coming out and playing with a toy that makes a noise like maracas over the movie that his father & I were trying to watch. 

I just said fuck it and went to bed. 46 days and counting. 

At least now, I think I've articulated my issues to his father. And he seems to think the kid will grow out of this assy behavior. We'll see. In the meantime, I'll work my modified schedule and be home as little as possible when he's there and enjoy the time that he isn't. I'm not at a point where divorce is a viable option for me, so I'll make the most of a bad time and hope that we can improve it. 

All I can do is strive for better and take care of myself the best that I can.

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tankh21's picture

Dear lord give you strength to deal with this crap. I can say that not caring about what a skid does is a lot easier for me and my sanity. I used to get all worked up when the skids didn't want to take a bath or little things like that because I thought I was teaching them something and making their lives better to prepare them to be in society. I learned that if the parent don't care then it is best for you not to care either. The one thing I do care about is having my sanity and being comfortable and respected in my own home. I hope everything works out for you!

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Thank you!! I'm gonna need that strength! Or more tequila. Either/or, really. 

And I think I'm at the point of not caring. Because that's exactly what I was doing -- getting worked up because I'm the only one who cares if the kid develops life skills. I want him to be a functional member of society and tragically, it appears I'm the only adult in his life who wants that for him. I can't be the only one trying to make that happen, though, so I'm gonna focus on my sanity and being comfortable in my home - I refuse to let my life be consumed with negotiating with this tiny terrorist -- I am the adult, he is the child. He'll puzzle that out sooner or later.  And if he thinks he'll ever be able to bully me out of the living room because he "really wants" something, he can keep dreaming. I've shut that down twice so far in the last week and will continue to do so. 

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Mommy, Daddy, Mommy's Boyfriend, Aunt & Uncle, Grandma - basically every adult that is NOT me. 

He's 8. 9 in the fall. 

Coco72's picture

I so feel your misery!! I just had the worst 2 weeks of my step-mothering life, vacation. I had already decided to cut the actual vacation time down by 2 days because I was having so much anxiety over keeping SS11 busy that I couldn't deal with it. As soon as SS get to our house he starts in on the itinerary, I had already told DH that this was super annoying and I did not want to have to plan out minute by minute of the next 10 days, but I also didn't want to have to report it to SS. Literally the night before we are leaving DH tells SS to take a shower, I come downstairs and I can hear what sounds like a tv in the bathroom, while the shower is going. SS come out of the bathroom and the floor is covered in water, the corner has about an inch of standing water, so I ask SS why there was water all over the floor, he says sorry I'll clean it up, so I ask him, were you watching a movie on your phone with the shower curtain open, while taking a shower? He says yeah....I was speechless, so I just say, don't do that again, and I head upstairs to inform DH. DH yells at SS and takes his phone and tells him hes never getting it back, then he gets mad at me for "making a big deal all the time", so I leave. I come home a few hour later and go to bed. Next day we are leaving for vacation, DH and I aren't speaking and he is being a marter, packing everything up by himself, hitching the RV onto the truck, etc. SS comes to me and says can I download some movies onto the iPad? I'm thinking are you kidding, but I tell him to go ask his dad, he comes back and says dad says it's up to you. Now I'm super irritated, I go find DH and tell him it is not my decision, but why would he take away the phone for watching movies while showering (too much screen time) and then give him an iPad?!?!? Apparently that made DH feel stupid so he gave SS back his phone AND let him take the iPad. But don't worry Coco, DH told SS that while on vacation he needs to be be off electronics and playing outdoors or reading. Guess how many times that happened, 2 bike rides and 1 game of corn hole with DH because SS can't entertain himself, and the book was never opened once. But I stopped keeping track of the hours he spent on electronics.

While we are on vacation, I'm really trying to focus on the positive, but his behaviors are so irritating. He is manipulative and passive/aggressive, ignoring doesn't work because he will repeat himself and follow you around forever!! It's hot, I really wish we were at the beach; you know what would cool me off, swimming; I just looked at the weather and it's cooler by the water; and on, and on, and on. On the days that we went to the beach he needed someone in the water with him, he couldn't just swim or play. DH cut his foot so I went into the water to play, but if the ball went too far I was being mean, and he scraped his chest on the sand and said that I injured him. I told him that was the last time I was playing anything with him because making false claims like that is not funny. Then when he is done with an activity, whether it is hiking, or tubing down a river, or swimming, or shopping, whatever he starts acting out so we leave.

We got home a couple days ago, and yesterday everything needed to be cleaned, the RV power washed, etc. So I am cleaning the house and doing laundry, and DH and SS are outside taking care of the RV, every time I walked by the front door it was wide open, which is a huge pet-peeve of mine, for a couple of reasons, first I think it looks trashy, secondly it's unsafe, and most important I am deathly allergic to bee-stings and the last thing I want is to be vacuuming away and get stung in my own house because the front door is open. I go outside and tell DH that if the front door is left open one more time I am locking it and they will need to ring the doorbell to get in. Of course I know it's not DH leaving the door open it's SS but I have told him 1000 times and he still doesn't do it, DH says something to him about it and he says "I forgot", which isn't good enough for me. So things got very ugly. DH asked me if I had brought my epi-pen with me to the RV because I could bet stung by a bee, of course I hadn't so he says I'm just being controlling, and want everything my way. Needless to say we still aren't speaking and SS comes back in 2 days........I'm so miserable. 

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And mine. Did they all take the same "how to be a Disney Dad" class of passive parenting? 

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Holy hell. I could swear I wrote this. 

My skid is also manipulative and passive aggressive. And he'll nag you until he's blue in the face.

Incidentally, the anxiety over having to keep SS busy the entire time is one of the major reasons I told my husband we won't be taking any family vacations outside of the trips for his dance group. That's 4 days a year and that's enough for me. Last year, we had the audacity to leave the hotel while he was at practice - we were gone for an hour, practice let out early after 45 minutes. He called his mother and carried on like he was abandoned. Not like he was with his group and the other chaperones weren't there - oh wait. He was and they were. He was fine. But he needs to instigate. 

He doesn't have a phone. He broke his dad's tablet and wants nothing to do with his bc it's an Amazon Fire kids tablet and doesn't have YouTube on it. His mom got him a phone/watch thing and he's broken it twice and I believe it's lost now. 

I hear you on the door thing - I think their goal is to use my AC to cool the whole neighborhood. 

And "I forgot" is my skids third most used phrase. Behind "really want" and "I didn't know". 

You aren't being controlling for wanting things a certain way. I think you're perfectly reasonable. 

I think we're all miserable to some degree here. But at least we're in good company. 

TrueNorth77's picture

Lol, this is great. I mean, it's not, but. I feel "fuck your fortnite" in my soul as well.

Sweet Jesus, the video game thing is my life. SS12 is obsessed, and gets whatever he wants when it comes to it. My SO is not one to trifle with either- he can be very hard on the skids. But when it comes to video games and his son, it's all "SS really loves video games, so who cares? Anything goes"! He actually suggested that I go into SS's room to "watch SS play video games", as a way to bond with him. Are you fucking crazy??? 100 times nope. How about he come out and socialize like a person? He has almost no limits on screen/video game time. I had to insist that my SO set the controls to turn the PS4 and SS's phone off at 11pm, so he wouldn't stay up all night playing. Now...SS wants an X-box. SO agreed to pay for 1/2, SS has to pay the other 1/2. SS called the other day and said "how about if you buy the X-box and I'll pay for the (insert some stupid X-box related thing here)". SO says "Um, no". SS: "Why not"?. SO, because that's just not going to happen. I'm cheering inside at that, but also annoyed that he's even paying for 1/2. 5 minutes later, SS says "So dad, what are you thinking about the X-box"? I am biting my tongue, trying not to scream out, No one cares about this fucking X-box!!!!, but luckily my SO exasperatedly said, "Idk, we'll talk about it when you're here". This kid does not need an X-box. I feel like you do, where fuck it, If I'm the only one who seems to care about them being normal contributing humans who care about more than video games, then I give up. Also, we recently came into a "free" computer. I asked SO what he wanted to do with it and he says, "I might give it to SS in case he ever wants to try playing computer games". REALLY???

This kid is starting to become entitled. Recently he went kayaking with his BM's boyfriend, so he knew what kayaking was like. The next wknd we took them to a lake where kayak rentals were available. He wanted to rent a kayak soo bad. So my SO did, for $15/hr. I'm cheap, so that seemed like a lot, but whatever. 10 MINUTES later, SS was bored and done kayaking. Like, you JUST went kayaking last wknd, so you knew what it was like and that you wouldn't want to do it for long. Yet you'll let your dad spend the $ on it so you can do it for 10 mins. Then he wanted ice cream. My SO said, Jesus, everything just has to cost money with you, doesn't it? I said, no kidding, you're lucky I'm not the one who paid for that kayak since you only used it for 10 minutes. I would have made him go for at least half an hour, but no, SO let him just do the 10 minutes and be done, wasting $15.  

I'm also looking at buying a house (by myself, but SO and skids would live there), and we did a few drive-bys of houses for sale. One was 3 beds 2-1/2 baths, and twice the square footage of the house we currently rent. As we were driving past it, SS said, "Oh, is it that small house"? My SO said, It is literally TWICE the size of the house we live in now. SS said "Yeah but it looks small, and i thought we wanted a finished basement? I just don't want to buy a house that's crappier than what we have now".  OMG. The whole point of buying a house is to get us out of the shithole we live in now! SO said to him, "I don't think you get a say in any house that we are buying, because your view is obviously very skewed".

I need to not care. I need to just let SO handle it and not be engaged in it. But I hate entitlement, and I see it happening (despite SO swearing he doesn't want entitled kids), so it's always this internal struggle of "Fuck it, but also, turn the fucking games off"!!! The point of all my rambling was that I feel your pain, and I too drink a lot of alcohol when skids are around as a coping mechanism. It's all so exhausting.

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Haha dude, my husband has asked me to watch SS play video games. SS has asked me. I tried but it was so boring. Watching paint dry would be more fascinating.

"But why is the rum gone, why don't you play WITH him", you may ask.

I don't play with him because he cries and screams at you if your character in the game is ahead of his character in the game. Fighting games are the WORST because he will cry like he's being beaten up in real life if your character is winning. 

I tried instituting screen time rules: nothing before 10am, nothing after 10pm - two hours *total* for youtube/any video game/his coding computer to "hack minecraft" -- netflix and actual TV do not apply because he doesn't watch actual TV and he falls asleep to Netflix. Grandma bought him a smart TV because sure, that's exactly what a kid needs. A tv that connects to the damn internet that we can't put parental controls on (I can control the times that the TV is operable, but I can't control the content). Cool. Now, on his switch, I can't do that. And he wants us to just take his word that he'll stop playing at 10pm. I'm finding that hard to believe because kid, you lie. 

And literally, Every. Single. Day at 9:30AM or earlier: *here's the kid, sighing like eeyore* "I really wish it was 10am because I really want to" -- let me stop you right there, kid. I know what you really wish and I know what you really want because you tell me every damn day. You know the rule. Ask again before 10am {AND I KNOW DAMN WELL YOU KNOW HOW TO READ A DIGITAL CLOCK TO BE ABLE TO TELL WHAT TIME IT IS} and you lose ALL screens. I'm done with this whiny naggy shit. Read a book. Play with a toy. If you don't want your 9000 toys, bag 'em up and we'll take them to Goodwill. Some kid would LOVE to have a fraction of the shit your spoiled ass has. 

I was going to give my goddaughter my tablet. She has a broken cell phone that she plays on. She deserves a tablet. I've been there literally since the minute that she was born - that's my baby. And her parents are not well off - they are not able to provide her a tablet. I am able to give her a tablet that I am not using. I bought it to read on. It's like 2 years old, if that. My husband seriously asked me why I wasn't giving it to his kid! HE. HAS. ENOUGH. DAMN. DUDE.

And he broke my husband's tablet, too. So why am I giving him another one? 

If you can help it, don't buy the X-Box. It's only gonna make the entitlement worse. 

I hear you on the whole kayaking thing - sounds like every trip with this one. Let's spend money on X that you *really want* at this moment, cater to your every whim and leave in 20 minutes when you throw a hissy fit. Or buy him food he decides he doesn't want and will sit there and cry until you get him something new. Fun. I <3 wasting money. LOVE IT. 

And unfortunately, I hear you on the house thing, too. Our house is small. We bought it last year - the kid wanted a "boy cave" in addition to his bedroom. I had to find an age appropriate way to say "get fucked" to a kid because HELL NO. We have our room, an adjoining room (that's my office/closet/yoga room/reading nook/room that stores the things that our tiny bedroom can't hold) and his bedroom. You are there 50% of the time. You do not get a 2nd room. And he thought he had a say in the house we were buying, too. Boy, take several seats. Tell me where your contribution to the down payment/closing costs is and then we can talk about your wants for a home. And after we moved, his mom had the audacity to put the idea in his head that he "would be scared with his bedroom on a different floor than us". Lady, I do not want an adjoining room with this kid. We've done that before -- he sits outside the door and eavesdrops or just barges in. My space is not his space and he is FINE with his bedroom being on the main floor. 

It is so hard not to care. And it's even harder not to engage and to just stand by when your SO handles it - if they handle it. Or worse, they handle it by letting the kid call the shots. I've told my husband many times that I do NOT like coming home to find the kid draped all over the couch, watching idiots fall and scream on YouTube. I don't want to come home and literally hear people screaming coming from my TV. 

My doctor actually prescribed me lorazepam because of my home situation, partly because I can take those everywhere and partly because people frown upon pulling a bottle of wine out of your gigantic purse (go ahead and frown, I'm the one with wine). Yesterday I may or may not have chewed one like it was a Flinstone vitamin because I needed that shit to kick in, tout suite.  

TrueNorth77's picture

Lol. Truly an underused phrase.

Yes, as if SS12 isn't obsessed with devices enough, my SO bought SD9 a smartTV for Christmas, despite my very verbal protests, because, fuck it!, might as well get her obsessed with electronics too! She never talked about wanting a TV, and actually said once that if she had a TV in her room she would never go outside. So of course he buys her one. Now she's in there daily watching youtube videos where grown adults play with dolls and act out different stories with the dolls in the most annoying high-pitched voices imaginable. She's 9. This is well below her age range. I can almost hear her getting dumber. But SO looks like dad of the year because hey, new TV!

I have started to embrace the screen time, because it means down time for me. And I'm sick of fighting a losing battle. As someone else said, you can't care more than their actual parents. So now I sit and drink wine in peace with skids in their rooms rotting their brains with Youtube and video games. I'm all out of fucks to give.

Regarding houses: SS12 keeps saying if we get a house , he gets his own bathroom. When he sees a house for sale with 2 bathrooms he says, I get my own bathroom! What in the actual fuck? I say, no, absolutely not. Then he says, well if we build a house I definitely get my own bathroom. Yes, we will spend an additional $5,000 so you can have your own bathroom. WTF?? I said, under no circumstances will you have your own bathroom in a house we buy or build. 100% you will never have your own bathroom in our new house. I know he is a kid and this is probably somewhat normal behavior, but Jesus, it is annoying!

Honestly, your SS sounds exhausting. Hopefully he will grow out of some of this, but your DH needs to step up too. There is nothing wrong with being firm with kids!

 

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Oh god the YouTube videos. You know what my SS watches (aside from the dumbass videos with the adults playing with dolls in a high pitched voice)? He watches people playing video games. Not like a walk through or a tutorial to learn how to do it. No. He's watching some 30 year old jackass living in his moms basement play Minecraft. I popped in to bring him laundry or something and he scurried to pause and all I hear is this dude, who looks like the South Park World of Warcraft stereotype - obviously NOT a child/teenager - going on in a hushed voice about how his dad's a pedophile. 

Kid. What the fuck are you watching? And when you ask him, he can't give a straight answer. It worries me. But eh, you aren't wrong -- I should embrace the screen time and let him be. I think I'm at the point where I'm permanently out of fucks to give. If the rest of the adults in his life have no problem with him being be blind by 12, cool. But he can't have a seeing eye dog because I'm allergic to everything, so he better make like a bat and learn echolocation. 

IDK about demanding a bathroom being 'normal' behavior, but I've encountered such demands so maybe they're normal when parents give into their every whim.

And he is exhausting. Last summer we went on a trip in June and he STILL hasn't stopped talking. I'd love it if he'd grow out of it, but it only seems to get worse with age. 

I hope your SS12 is just going thru a phase and grows out of it. The thing with the bathroom would've driven me nuts! 

TrueNorth77's picture

Blum 3 My SS watches people playing video games too! And lately, if you stand by his bedroom door (I actually am not this creepy, the bathroom is next to his room so you can hear him talking on his video-game headset thingy when you're in the bathroom), every other word is "Bro". Every. other. word. I told SO that we should play a drinking game some night, and every time he says Bro we have to drink. SO is like, we would actually die from drinking. Lol.