There a moments in my life that i cant help but to curl up and cry, doesnt matter what happened that day good or bad. I will just feel horrible. usless. i remember moving out to be with my father who i havnt seen in over 6 years. i thought he was done leaving me and my brother that he really wanted us back in his life. But to my mistake it was a lie. i moved across the country. i met his gf and his kids. She hated me. i dont know what i did but she did. im the type of girl who is shy, and nice to anyone she meets till they show me who they want to be to me. she wanted to be a bitch.. so i didnt like her. i had no one to speak to about my problems so i had a aunt, one my uncle married. she was the only adult who would speak to me in english so it helped, i asked and told her about my father gf,. she told me give her a chance and i did, but she just wanted to talk about me behind my back. After a week of living with them i couldnt take it. My aunt saw this and finally spoke to her about it. i walked in, since it was my weekend to stay at my fathers. she started saying stuff that werent true, like i dont help her clean, i dont help with her kids, i dont get up early, i dont eat, i dont do anything. That pushed me over the edge...i stood up and told her off. im not her maid, i didnt move here to be your kids parent 'my lil sister 3 year old, called me mom after a week of knowing her' i do clean, i did everything i feed her kids took them baths clean our messes, but apparently im the lazy one since, she said she cant keep up with worrkign 5 hours a day, cleaning her home and her kids. BECAUSE ITS TO MUCH FOR HER 'n yet she wants more kids.. dumbass i wanted to punch her for all this really, i wished i did. i even explained to her hey bitch, well i called her a whore 'puta' anyways i told her my mom raised me and my brothers since i before i was evenr in pre k. she bathe us feed us, dressed us, made sure we went too school, took us to our nannys, and weent to work from 4am to 4 pm every day of the week, and all alone!. and u want to bitch and complain u cant do shit. This is one of the moments i wish my mom was around, because not only would i have been confrontiing her, so would she. there are many reason why me and my mother dont get along, but i know for these moments she would be beside me, punking stupid whores who cant keep there legs closed, cant cook cant clean, cant even bathe herself or her children, and feed. but thats another story..on why i now know why most kids hate step parents...well lets just say she shes a speacial one..