I actually had to take an ativan last nite. I couldn't stop crying and was hypervenilating when I got home. I then crawled into bed. 10 hours at sd's recital - ugh painful. And no appreciation for it. No one's friendly to me despite the fact that I go out of my way to cheerfully say hello to the bm, bm's new husband, mil and fil, and other sd. The mil is the worst. Despite being married for two years to dh after dating for three years prior, she has never asked once about me, my family, my job, etc... I simply have to listen to her go on and on and on about her self, complaining the whole way. And the sd (who had the rectial) calls her grandmother all the time to tell her things that are just skewed in the mind of a 13 year old. I can't stand it - literally. My dh just says I have to deal with it, that's the way she is... but I think she thinks I'm a bad parent. She and the sd's bm are friendly (emails, texts, etc...) and are both extremely over protective to a fault. I, on the other hand am protective but encouraging of my bio children to do interesting things that will help them develop and grow. My step children's bio-mom constantly texts them (every 10 -15 minutes). So I think between the sd(s) (there are two of them and I have two bio kids), the mil, sd's bm, and sd have this warped perception of me. I could really care less about the sd's bm, but it bothers me terribly about the mil. Why do I let her get to me? Help!