A little info on my relationship with my parents. My dad married my sm when I was 2. I have 3 full sibs and they had two kids together. Growing up in that house was an absolute nightmare. SM, we will call her Karen for this post, was extremely abusive; mentally, emotionally and physically. When we misbehaved she would use anything she could find for "discipline". Belts, paddles, baseball bats, metal fly swatters etc. I have scars all over my body from her to this day and I am 40 years old.... I graduated hs and moved out at 16 and because of the abuse we were subjected to i cut ties with my parents. In my eyes, my father allowed the abuse so he is just as much to blame for what happened to us. Now, fast forward to current time, my daughter found out she was pregnant in January 2024 so she moved home so i could help. Once family started learning the news it was not long until Karen found out too and reached out to my daughter wanting a relationship with her since she was going to be a "great grandmother" again. I left the decision up to my daughter. She is not like me, she is very sweet and loving and sometimes too kind for her own good. She made the decision to allow Karen to come around. She brought gifts for both my daughter and the baby and was also invited to the baby shower. Shortly before my grandbaby made her appearance my father ended up in the hospital with a liver cancer diagnosis. I decided that maybe it would be easier to try to forgive and forget since he was sick and i started visiting him at the hospital. When he was told he would have a short time left they moved him to their home and set him up on hospice. His 6 kids tried to set up a schedule so we could each take turns sitting with him at night time from 430pm to 1am while Karen worked, Mind you, I live 2 hours away so doing this every week was extremely difficult but I did it. Still not sure why. On these nights my daughters and grandbaby and i would drive to their home and stay the night and drive back the next day. the 3rd week of this, i drove all the way there but was about 15 minutes late so my father was alone for that 15 minutes and after we had been there about 2 hours Karen sent me a text message telling me that if i cant be there BY 430 then i just don't need to come. I told her we were only a few minutes late and that It wouldn't happen again if i could help it. she said "if i cant depend on you then i don't want you in my house" I was flabbergasted by this. if SHE can't depend on ME?? Seriously? I told her i would be there by 430 from then on. she then called my older sister who was there also and told her she didn't want me or my children there because we were LAZY and DISRESPECTFUL! My daughters are 17 and 18 years old. Every time we did go, we did laundry, cleaned any messes there were, did dishes, etc. they just wanted to help. So to avoid anymore stress i told the girls we were going home and my older sister stayed in my place.

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