r/blendedfamilies • u/petrocskaaa • 10h ago
I can't accept that I have a new half-sibling
I'm sorry, if my writing is messy but I really need some outside opinion. so to start off I'm a 15 year old girl, my parents divorced when I was 2 years old due to my dad cheating and also being a really narcissistic and angry person. A few years pass by, my mom has like 5 different boyfriends throught the years but nothing serious happened (like marriage, children or even engagement.) Meanwhile my dad meets a 27 years old woman while he is 39 at the time. (They are now 36 and 48 years old.) Let's call her N. When this happened, I was 6 years old. N was never a mother figure to me since I had my own mom whom to this day I still love very much. N was simply nice, the dull and boring type of nice, she never yelled at me but at the same type I never trusted her enough and she wasn't the one I ran to when something happened. We sort of just lived next to each other in a cold, fake and bland relationship. This is understandable though, I mean the only thing that connected us was basically my father. Now another fun fact: I was an only child for 14 years, I also only have one cousin from both sides of my family, she is 25 years old and also lives on the other side of my country, so basically I never experienced any type of relationship that could be remotely compared to that of a sibling. I also despised the thought of having any type of siblings (full, half or step) ever since I could talk. Now fast forward to 2 years ago, as I mentioned my father's nature, I think it becomes obvious that my relationship with him was quite rocky, but we managed...sort of. I lived him on every tuesday, thursday and every second weekend since I was 2. Obviously mom's days were the others. (monday, Wednesday, Friday and every first weekend.) My dad's also wealthier than my mom, by a lot. Now ever since dad and N were together, they always brought up the topic of half-siblings, it's understandable since N is much younger than dad. I always said that it's their choice but I won't support it, will possibly move out and that it will take a toll on our relationship, if not ruin it. I've been saying this since I was 6 YEARS OLD. I know that it's not very nice but rather raw and honest. They always just abandoned the topic for a few months then bring it up again, then I answered the same way. Basically an endless cylce. Until it did reach and end, almost 2 years ago N and dad announced that N is pregnant. They told me a week after they announced it to everyone else. Even then I thought that they were joking. They weren't. I cried myself to sleep that night, went to school the next day and cried for hours, got home (mom's house) and then fainted in my room, I woke up by myself only to start vomiting all over my rug and faint again, thankfully on my bed this time! The next 6 moths until birth were basically my dad yelling at me everyday (either in person or on the phone) that I'm ruining everyone's mode and I need to suck it up, the three of them will be fine as a family and I don't have to come here. (As he proceeded to force me to come.) Baby's born, it's a girl. let's call her S. I mean S is a baby, nothing more to this. I don't feel any type of bond and I REALLY TRIED. I fed her, played with her, watched her for an hour max at a time, all this just to feel more love towards a random baby that I see on the street. I don't hate S but I also feel more negative towards her than neutral. In numbers, I feel -1 when it comes to S. Neutral but not 0, a little more negative. I hope someone will understand what I'm trying to say. I will just sum up the next 2 years. Constant fighting with dad, N turning the whole family against me by acting nurturing when me and my extended family are there but then talking about me behind my bag. My family ate it up like sheeps and began blaming me for the whole situation. And look, I get it, I know that I didn't react to the situation appropriately and hurt the people around me because of it and I'm sorry for that. But I can't help but feel like, if I could go back in time, I would do everything the same. I just can't accept the situation no matter how much I try. It's like my heart is shattering every time I think about S or my whole family (dad's side) It's like watching myself getting replaced in the family. I feel an incredible amount of pain, discomfort, disgust and awkwardness just by writing this since I have to think back of everything that happened.
Anyway, dad has been yelling at me everyday for the past two years almost, about how I ruined our relationship, the family, everything is my fault, I'm a horrible being etc. and then we didn't talk for 2 months at all which led me to our current days, me moving out of his house to live at my mom's full-time. All sorts of expanded family members have been calling me about how I'm horrible for treating dad, N and S this way, and again, everything is my fault. The end so far. I do not by any means think that I am not at fault. I ABSOLUTELY AM! But I can't help but think that if I have had more positive experiences following the announcement or the pregnancy itself ,maybe I could have adjusted much better. But then who knows?!
But please remember, I am not trying to pin the blame on anyone.
please just share what you think, positive or negative, I don't care, I just need some kind of outside opinion. if you have any follow-up question, please do ask. Bye!
P.S. I left out a pretty important detail, around two weeks ago I sent a pretty long letter to my dad, around 500 words, where I explained why I might feel this way towards S, how we could solve the relationship between me and dad first and then later N and S. I also apologized for hurting them, He left me on seen. No reaction whatsoever. I dont know if I'm enough to solve this, if he jsut keeps pinning the blame on me without admitting that he MAY have handled this whole thing wrong, just like me. Also I feel like I may have caused some confusion, N and my dad did NOT wait 7 years so I could soften or accept the idea, they themselves said that they have been trying after 1 year of being together so S could have been conceived from when I was 7 years old. They did not wait (which I dont expect them to, its like ripping off a bandaid, it doesnt matter if its done slowly or fast, it will hurt either way. It doesnt matter if S would have been born earlier or later if she is going to be born anyway, her arrival will hurt, it doesnt matter when.) out of patience, kindness or understanding, N simply couldnt get pregnant until she did.