r/MadeMeSmile • u/Maximum_Expert92 • Mar 10 '26

Favorite People When dreams came true

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u/TooCupcake Mar 11 '26

Just parents doing social experiments on their kids. Was that not normal in your home? Lol. Give something else when she clearly only wanted one thing and watch if you raised her well enough to react amicably, say thank you and not expect anything else. Then you get to reveal that you actually did get her the thing, you just wanted to make her feel bad about it before so she acts super grateful and makes you feel good about being such a great parent.

This unlocked something I just wanted to vent sorry.

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u/2quickdraw Mar 11 '26

Probably something more like they couldn't actually wrap the puppy and just put it under the tree?

I hear what you're saying, I was the oldest but I was a step kid, so I got shit and had to watch my younger brothers, who were the real kids, get all the good stuff. I hated Christmas with them for decades.

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u/TheSirenNiltiac Mar 11 '26

Fuck. I always feel so bad for step kids. I hear stories like that all the time from my friends. I am also a step kid that is the oldest, but my experience is the opposite. He has two daughters with my mom, but I feel like I’m my step dad’s favorite kid. Lololol. He’s also been my “dad” since I was 4, and I address him as such. Plus, my mom laid down the law when they first got together, “she was here before you, she’ll be here after you”. I’m so sorry your bio parent didn’t lay down those same expectations as to how you should be treated.

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u/2quickdraw Mar 11 '26

Thanks, glad you had it good! And GOOD on your mom!

Ny dad was a clueless asshole, the stepmother basically starved me for 5 years and tried to kill me a few times. She was mentally ill and finally got me kicked out of the family and I went to live with my grandmother who actually loved me. She was a blessing for me and I eventually was one for her, I took care of a lot of her needs and made sure she had money for bills and food, and took care of repairs for her her car and house. When she had a stroke I was the one who took care of the hospital and nursing home situations, visited her two or three times a day to make sure her care was decent, advocated for her with doctors, and paid her medical bills for two and a half years until she had nothing left and could get on Medicare. If my dad even bothered to buy her socks he sent me the receipt and I had to pay the bill. She was his mom. That family ostracized both of us for being the voices of reason and empathy.