
It just shows I have some restraint because I really wanted to say “YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!” It’s all much clearer now.
I’d keep your son away from anyone who thinks they’re bi-sexual. That can only add to your headaches.
I can’t believe that you didn’t say more then!!! That is so funny! If he was bi-sexual, I certainly wouldn’t be still married to him!
See, this was part of the argument. He cannot believe that I am not stricter with someone like this. The problem is, this guy started to come around, or so I thought, to be with all of us.He had no real family to speak of and just loved the family feel at my house. He would be helpful and fix things for me, do things, play with my young son. He liked my eldest daughter, but would come over even when she wasn’t here.
My daughter told my husband about what this guy had confided in her months ago… She told HIM before she told me!
My husband had taken a real dislike towards this guy without me knowing why. He was suspicious about him coming over so often and told me to tell him NOT TO.
I don’t like hurting peoples feelings, so I always asked him to ‘be nice’ if they were there together.
My husband told my daughter that she HAD to tell me or HE would. He was very concerned about him spending so much time with my 14yo.
Trouble is, he is a lovely, polite and helpful young man. He was this before I found out the other. Now, I cannot just tell him he is not welcome at my house anymore. How bad an example of Christianity would that be? And I don’t know him well enough to sit down and discuss this stuff with him.
So, all I can do now, is restrict my sons contact with him. Which seems so obvious to him and nasty.
Long, complicated story, but that is my husbands gripe with me. But he is over it now and has been wonderfully supportive and thougthful since the miscarriage.
Although these problems do come up regularly. This is the perils of being in a step-family. It is important for me that my children love and respect my husband. They do for the most part, but I often feel like the meat in the sandwich sometimes.
It’s hard.