I hate my stepson
I hate my stepson. From the moment well all moved in together, my life went to h***. He started breaking into our room, stealing, breaking my things, lying. Of course, what I didn't know before this was that long before I met him he was already, lying, skipping school, stealing, flunking classes, and who knows what else. He stole constantly from us, and his friends homes. You couldn't take him to the store without risking him shoplifting or destroying something. He also started charging up huge phone bills calling s** numbers. Then we realized he was spending lots of time looking at p***. He started using drugs, seemed to like playing with fire, and urinating in his room. We took him to therapists, and eventually sent him to rehab, twice. Well, fast forward a couple years and now he is a convicted felon, a registered s** offender (for looking at kid p***) and he is in rehab again to avoid prison time. Argh!!!!