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Retarded Step Son
I hate my step son with every fiber of my being. We used to only have him every other weekend and I would just hide in my room those weekends. Now we have him 100% of the time and he is driving me INSANE. I think about divorce at least once/week just because of this ** **. He did horribly in public school, so his dad decided I should homeschool him. He is ten years old, but my three year old is smarter than him. More than once, my three year old has answered a question that the little fuckwad didn't know the answer to. He can't do simple mathematics, can hardly read (and chooses to read my daughter's board books when he's forced to read), still can't spell three letter words, etc etc etc. I will present information to him in a million ways and try to make it as fun and as exciting for him as possible and he won't grasp a ** lick of it.
He still ** AND ** himself. No joke, one day I kept smelling something foul and couldn't figure out where it was coming from. I thought maybe the cats and taken a dump, so I cleaned their box.... NOPE. I smelled it all through breakfast and while I did my morning chores. I took a shower and had to pass his room and realized that I smelled the stench again. STILL didn't occur to me that the idiot had ** himself, so I went downstairs. About thirty minutes later, he was on the couch (watching ** Thomas the Train, because he is a COMPLETE AND UTTER **) and I FINALLY realized that the smell was coming from him. He NEVER EVER responds when you talk to him, so I just asked if he knew he smelled. NO RESPONSE. Then it hit me - HE ** HIS ** PANTS. I say "Did you ** your pants?" and he just stares at me. Eventually he says "I guess I'll go take a bath." UH DUHHHHH!!! Did you really ** eat breakfast, play with toys, and watch tv ALL WHILE SITTING IN YOUR OWN **? Yes, he did. And Daddy Dearest doesn't ** care. UGH.
He ** his pants CONSTANTLY. I find pissy underwear hidden all the time. I even found a stash of my daughter's pull ups that he'd ** in and hidden under his desk. STILL, Daddy Dearest doesn't give a **.
He is also ugly as **. He has buck teeth that are brighter than the sun and I want to punch them out of his scrawny ** face every time he stares at me when I ask a simple question.
My daughter adores him and tries to play with him, but gets so frustrated because he won't ever respond to anything she says. I eventually have to yell "RESPOND WHEN SHE TALKS TO YOU, PLEASE!" and he'll eventually say something totally ** stupid.
He is a complete follower with no imagination or personality of his own. When he is around his significantly younger cousins, he copies everything they say and do and laughs when he has no ** idea what is going on.
He has like three chores that he has to do every day (make his bed, empty the trash from the bathrooms, and put his laundry away). YET every single day, if you don't break it down ** Barney style for him, he "forgets" how to do them. Seriously. The other day I told him to take care of the trash and he came down with his arms full of used toilet paper and pads and ** because he "forgot" that he was just supposed to take the bags out and replace them. WTF? THAT IS A SPECIAL KIND OF RETARDED!!! Literally EVERY SINGLE DAY, I have to tell him how to do his chores again.
His NANA, who lives right across the street, babies him like ** crazy. She still picks him up and carries him on her hip through stores (he is small for his age) and rocks him. HOLY **, I cannot stand it. She thinks that he is right on track academically (nevermind that I had to purchase kindergarten curriculum instead of grade 5 after realizing that he didn't even know all of his letters) and that it is other kids who are "too advanced". She tells my husband that it is completely normal for him to pee and ** himself and that it will just go away. SOOOO DH doesn't do ** and just lets him run around completely uneducated and having more accidents than my potty trained three year old. Oh! And one time, my daughter had colored stuffed blocks with her and ** said "This one is blue!" and Nana actually said "Good job!" and made a giant ** stink about the idiot knowing what blue looks like.
I am embarrassed to take him in public because people have literally asked if something was wrong with him. So I just stay locked up in my house with the ** ** all day long.
This home-teacher needs a lot of schooling.I thank the lord she is not my wife and I pray that I never date or marry a hateful person like her.I have two kids with a woman who hates my other adult kids and it hurts.I will pledge $100 towards the husband's legal fees during their divorce,good riddance.As the world turns,the princes daughter could sustain an injury and end up worse than the step son(knock on wood).I am sure the poster will expect the partner to love and care for the daughter unquestionably.
Why the ** did you marry his father if you hate the boy so much? Single parents, whether they live with their kids or not, ARE A PACKAGE DEAL.
Sounds like YOU'RE the ** **, lady.
>Single parents, whether they live with their kids or not, ARE A PACKAGE DEAL.
Childfree (aka "intelligent") people like me know this and don't even date them to begin with, let alone marry them and grunt out the requisite One Of Our Own just to complicate things further.
YES! There are so many steps on here who hate their re-re stepkids but they don't leave,why? Because they had to have a fresh new baby,so now they can't leave!!!! I do not feel sorry for them,they created their own **.
We don't have our own child; though we kind of wish we'd been young enough to do so. Even without that extra chain around my neck, it's ** near impossible to leave. I do love my wife. Just don't know how much longer I can live with her weird-asss man-child without losing my sanity.
I understand frustration but it sounds like you truly hate this child in which case he could sense that regardless of how 'retarded' you say he is. Honestly your post kind of disgusted me, not because of him, but because of how hateful you seem towards a child who clearly has learning disabilities and needs help. Have you tried making a doctors appointment for him? I certainly hope you don't act this way towards him and this is strictly a venting post because otherwise it sounds like no one truly cares enough to get him help for his own well being. Might want to try doing so for your own sanity as well
Totally understand the frustration. And it doesn't help that your husband is not supportive in the way you need him. But it sounds like there are other things at play here. That 10 year old is dealing with far more issues, than a normal kid his age. For one..where is his biological mother-and was this kid witness to her behavior? Thinking something is going on if she's not in the picture. Are you mean to him or is this vent strictly for this post? He's either acting out because he feels neglected from both birth parents and it doesn't sound like you two have not bonded. But some of the things you mentioned like the **, slow learning aspects..point to something else then just acting out? Homeschool may be great alternative for a normal functioning 10 year old. But he sounds like he could be autistic - has been tested?? This child could turn around if his behavior, mental and emotional needs were being attended and met. Maybe a group home or day care center for kids with learning disabilities.. Not saying that it will be super easy, but it may give you a new perspective so that everyone can live in harmony.
He might be sick or he only wants attention that all you should go to the doctor with him that's all or just give him away to adoption if you don't want him
He sounds like a really stupid **, when your husband isn't home you should hit him and force him to learn. Or give him up for adoption when your husband leaves home. Or make it look like he ran away. When you actually kill him. And you should make him eat his ** and spoil your daughter and not let her play with him. We don't want a smart child to catch his retardism.
There is no way this post can be for real, because no one can be this stupid. A "**" is nothing more than a real human being, with limited abilities(sometimes, like my own daughter, very severely limited abilities which requires her to be cared for at all times), which can be both mental and physical. They accomplish as much as they possibly can, even though to those who are ignorant these accomplishments may seem very small and insignificant. The real ** are those who have so much ability that these people lack, and yet choose to do so little. The big difference: one cannot help their situation as far as retardation and the other makes a conscious choice to be retarded.
I never understood the point of parents keeping retarded children. I have a step kid that is autistic and he is nothing but an inconvenience to society. He can't ever provide value to anyone or anything. He is gonna grow up to probably clean bathrooms at Wal-Mart and that's IF someone can make him get his LAZY ** off the couch. He is almost a teenager and still ** and ** himself. I can't stand when he looks at me or tries to mumble his stupid gibberish at me, I just ignore him. Survival of the fittest actually has value, it keeps retarded stupid genes out of the gene pool. All he eats is processed food, got forbid you try to get him to eat real food. I love his dad to death and wished he never knocked that dumb ** years ago. What a nightmare. Anyone that isn't or hasn't been in this situation doesn't know jack ** about what it's really like!!!!!!
I have to agree with you about why anyone would choose to have retarded kids. I have 2 retarded stepsons (NOT autistic although their parents insist they are). Their IQs are in the low 70s, so... Anyway, after they had the first one she got pregnant again because she found out she could collect social security $$$. **. Anyway, now these kids are nothing but a burden to society and to me every time they come over. I have anxiety and I'm germophobic so I get way freaked out when they are around. They are never clean and always have runny noses and they are mouth breathers and slobber a lot. Gross. Husband freaks out on me for hiding out in my room but he won't let me spend the weekend at my parents' house to avoid them. I only married him because I was in a chronic state of depression and, well, I was...stupid. And now I'm too ill and broke to get out of the relationship. Anyway, one of the kids ** his pants all the time and it is disgusting! The boys are 15 & 16 and their disability often kills by age 18-21. I know I'm awful for hoping that happens soon, but if you've never been in this situation, I don't think you can judge. Besides, who can really feel good about the taxpayers footing the bill for a ** just because their mom wanted the money?!? She's neglectful and abusive to the kids but if my husband were to get custody, I'd be history, so he won't do it. Nothing but a waste of space is what they are. Very sad. I'm glad the op posted this. Now I know I'm not alone.
Well said, bravo. Yeah when they become adults they are the WORST. If they are in a special home it is fine... but if they are FREE to roam it's an all out ** war, and if you bump into one of them be prepared for just about anything. I know someone with mental health issues and she's ** off her nut, w/e you say means ** to those retardos.
Sounds exactly like my situation.
What an aweful post! I am a teacher and I have a son with autism. It is all about the parenting. You can teach children with special needs how to behave appropriately! As a mother you want your child to be born "normal". It is people like you who ruin society acceptance and inclusion!
But but but I NEED to sit on my ever-widening ** and camp out on Facebook all day telling the world what a brave Autism Mommy I am!
The rest of the world had just better ** well lovingly accept my child's feral behavior as well as pay for his lunches and school supplies and Christmas presents. But I will rain howling hysterical destruction down on anyone who objects to being randomly hit or screamed at or bashed into by my Precious.
Of course, when my son turns 16 and kills me bare-handed for not giving him the right number of chicken nuggets on his Paw Patrol plate, I'll be forever remembered as a martyr mommy. His 375-pound ** will rot in prison, but I'll be dead so he won't be my problem. I got what I wanted right up until that moment, which no one could have possibly seen coming.
Signed,
Very Scary Momma Bear, Grrr.