by Sarah Flora

Created on: August 22, 2009

Family Conflict

There has been conflict and tension between my stepfather and I for many years now. It all started when I stayed with him and my mother after I had my first child. My mother wanted us to stay with them for a couple of weeks. I had no clue what I was doing with a newborn and she wanted to help me out.
I had gone out one evening to visit friends and show off my baby boy. I came in a little too late for my stepfather's taste, I guess. He was drunk, sitting on the front porch swing, waiting on me to get there. He began to cuss at me. I cussed back. It was me that did the disrespecting, according to him. This happened over eight years ago. I have apologized for my actions. Yet, he still holds a grudge.

After having my second child and going through a divorce, my stepfather did help me by allowing my children and I to abide in the guest house that is on the property. I eventually got myself an apartment and moved away. It was hard living on the same property, in his home. He would go into the house when we were not there and snoop around. I only know this because I set some things a certain way, they were moved when I got back. I confronted my mother about it, she knew nothing.
I got remarried to a guy I only knew for a month, huge mistake. This guy had been in and out of jail since the age of eighteen. That right there should told me something. I was nave and vulnerable. I ended up pregnant with my third child.
Needless to say, he got into trouble with the law, again. He decided to run instead of being a man and facing what he had done. I was due at anytime. I was not working. My vehicle was repossessed and I was evicted from my apartment.
My stepfather would not allow me & my children to move back into the guest house. I had nowhere to go and no money, so, my stepsister (his daughter) moved us into her home.
Things went well for quite awhile. With her help, I got a job and got back on my feet. We became very close, so I thought. After about a year, I began looking for my own place. She practically begged me not to go. Why would she? I was giving her $400 a month in rent. I did all the house work. She has MS, I was trying to help her as much as I could, make her life easier.
Things slowly started turning sour. I overheard her talking on the phone one night, to whom, I do not know. However, it seemed that she was wanting me to leave, that according to her, I did nothing around the house, she did it all.. Ha.. That is a laugh.
She would take credit

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