// Step-Mom Wisdom
Matt, your question reminds me much of a question I asked myself as I moved out of home; "When is a good time to call home?" The answer that I gave myself was "Never". I hated home. Going to college was the out. I didn't have to deal with anyone! It was truly great. I went almost a month and a half without calling.
The question you need to ask yourself is "Am I (enter stop mom's name here)'s child, or is (enter step mom's name here) my Dad's wife?" What this means is...from HER point of view. Is her priority to her children, or to her husband, or is it balanced? Are her nagging endeavours motivated by mischief or by nature to protect, nurture?
These questions are easy to answer while emotioned... "She's just a lame bitch that wants to ride my ass all day. She's no good anywhere." I know what that feels like. But don't be disceved. This may not be your step-mom.
I don't know what it's like to lose family. I can imagine that you must feel something akin to how invasive her presence is, that she doesn't belong there. Just know that no one can ever replace your Mom, no one will ever be the same that she was. Your step-mom is a completely different person.
"You don't know someone till you walk a mile in their shoes". Tell me you all know where that comes from...
Put yourself in her shoes. You are your step-mom. Are you a mom, or are you a wife?
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It's True, sometimes she just is trying to help me and at the time I'm just really tired and cranky. It's just her attitude, she could do it in a much kinder way, instead of just barking orders.
The most recent thing, that I can remember was on a a Tuesday and we had the next day off. I usually would have to study an 1 and a half each week night, but since there was no school, i decided to go play some hockey. She had made exceptions like this before so I didn't think it would be a problem. I have a strict bed time at 10 so I like to study early so I don't have to study before I go to bed, and at this time it was already about 8. So I started to argue with her and she finaly grabed me by the wrist, and gave me a short lecture. I mean, should I have seen it coming? Like it's those kind of situations everyday. Many of the times where it is for my own good, she takes it way out of hand. Another example, I was going into grade 9 and it was the summer time. We were on a road trip and I couldn't remember what Canada called there President. In other words, I didn't know they called it a Prime Minister. I had herd it many times, but it had completly sliped my mind. Maybe because of presure since she gave me a one minute time limit. I didn't get the answer and my punishment was I couldn't watch TV or play video games for the rest of the summer. We were about a week into July.
Sure, it's hard being in her shoes, but is there really that much force needed?
Oh yeah, Thanks Andrew
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