When I was dating my wife, she was getting terrorized by her little boy. My wife told me that she was forced into an arranged marriage and the boy was the product of rape and abuse before she escaped the marriage with a divorce that also led to her parents disowning her. 

What a great sob story. Boy did I fall for that one. Fool me once... 

Fast forward fourteen years and the little boy is a man-child now. My wife is telling everyone that I am an abusive husband and she married me based on false pretenses. Now instead of terrorizing his mom, the man-child goes after me. 

I would have left five years ago if I didn't have a biological kid with my wife. And whenever it gets to its worst, and I ask to work out a divorce, my wife tells me in solitude how she destroyed her first husband and how she'll destroy me too. 

Its no wonder my step son has psycological issues.  He has been systematically trained to think his biological dad was a psychopath. My step son has never met or even seen a picture of his biological dad. Its no wonder my stepson tells my biological daughter to not trust me or believe me, when my stepson thinks all father figures are just abusive jerks who abandon their family. Its no wonder my stepson will attack me anytime his mom sets up the right traps. 

I hope and pray that my wife will stop her antics, get therapy, and come to terms with the wreckage in her life's wake. I hope and pray my stepson will finally get a job and move out now that he is almost 23 years old. I hope and pray we'll all have a happy honest Thanksgiving dinner someday with grandkids hearing a story laced with humor about all of the ridiculousness that couldn't spoil our ultimate success.

What a great happy ending to our story that would be. Boy, oh boy, I'm still falling the for the same shit. Fool me twice...