I hate my stepson w/ a passion! His

I had a wonderful, peaceful home life living alone after my own son set off to his father’s house when he was 15. For 4 years I was alone and loved it except for feeling lonely sometimes. Got online and met a guy with two sons and he lived far away so I didn’t know his sons well. Sold my beautiful home and quit my job to move into misery. Married the guy and:

Little did I know that he just wanted me to be here to clean up after them and make their house a home. The house I live in now has a yard where everyone parks in the “used to be grass” and they track in mud day in and day out. The carport is filled with junk and I run errand’s constantly for the younger stepson who is 12

He does nothing around the house, complains that I don’t wash his laundry often enough, scares my dog by yelling in his face. He scratches his ** and smells his fingers, takes pics of me sitting there and puts them on snap chat. He doesn’t eat what I cook unless it’s his mother’s recipes and still criticizes when it’s not done exactly her way. I’ve made 3 of her dishes for that little ** and he takes a bite and dumps it in the trash and says, “it isn’t like my mom’s so I’m not eating it. “

He leaves dishes in his room for weeks and gags when he has to bring them to the kitchen. One time he had a glass with dead maggots crusted to it. He plays video games most of the time but I’d rather him be in his room than hanging out with me and my husband anyway.

He smells, he doesn’t brush his teeth, he brags ALL THE TIME about how smart he is and how well liked he is. He brags about being good at every sport. He has thrown his dirty sweaty clothes in my face, he wipes his grimy fingers on my furniture or on his own clothes instead of using a napkin. He breaks or tears up whatever he can when he rages. I hate this kid and he takes up so much of my headspace. Right now I’m looking at 6 messes he made just last night. I
wish I’d never married. His father doesn’t make him lift a **.