“He doesn’t prioritize me.”
“She doesn’t like my kids.”
“I think my step kids hate me.”
“My spouse’s ex must think I’m crazy.”
Welcome to the beauty of the blended family! (sarcasm included).
I remember thinking about all the good gifts I was going to grace my husband’s life with when I married him. I thought about the benefits I would bring to his children and routine. Boy was I living in la-la land. So from the wedding day, fast forward to probably less than a week, there I was. Ugh! How could so many things fall apart and my dreams blow up so quickly?
I’m going to be bold here and assume that many of you fell into this same pit that I experienced. Here’s the absurdity about assumptions; they can sometimes be spot-on, or they can be profoundly preposterous.
Many times we base assumptions off of feelings, which may or may not be helpful. Many times we base…