Sorry - this is incredibly long ...
I've not posted on here for a few months, the reason being that I just couldn't take it any more and I left home, my DP and my SD (9) and it's been an awful awful time
DP and I are trying to work it out but this is hampered - and our relationship has always been hampered - by his child and by his inability to not treat her like she is a precious little toddler to be carried, spoonfed, wrapped in cotton wool and be the centre of daddy's world and for her to behave accordingly
when she WAS a toddler, he did have to rescue her on many occasions from her drunken mother, and I think they have become locked into this pattern, so that she actually needs to be rescued, and he needs to rescue her ...
Flame me all you want, but she is not a very healthy child emotionally and does all she can to get between me and her dad and demands his constant attention as soon as I am with them. I know it's not her fault, because of her upbringing but that doesn't help me - I just can't take it any more.
She is at 9 already totally neurotically attention seeking and already has a massive victim complex in which everyone is mean to her or trying to hurt her and she is terribly ill. in reality she is a terrible bully and even scratches herself to make herself bleed and makes herself fall downstairs to get attention she is having friendship classes at school and nobody will play with her because she is just too bitchy to other kids. i fear for her as a teenager if DP doesn't get this dealt with now. I tell him I think she needs counselling but he won't listen.
I have tried so hard over the last few years to be solid and sensible and be there for her and him, to give her a good example, and to provide the boundaries that DP is seemingly unable to provide her. but she constantly pushes situations where I end up having to tell her off, and then she immediately runs to her daddy to snitch on me and daddy then tells me to leave her alone and that i'm too strict ... while she listens, looking smug
It all got too much, the rows got too much. I started feeling like I hated her. I left at the end of November and for a few weeks our relationship was totally over
But then DP wanted me back. Started coming to see me again. But just for quickies in the daytime - just an hour in bed for sex and off he's gone to pick SD up from school. Not good enough I said. I want proper dates with you. Is that too much to expect?
So ... DP says he and I will have a date on Saturday - first time in a month - and that he has organised a play date for SD with a local girl, but it gets called off for some unspecified reason although I would be surprised if its because SD has been so mean to the girl (I've heard her on many occasions when she thought i wasn't listening and it's not nice). So DP turns up on my doorstep with SD, who has a face like sour milk...
So we go out for a nice walk plus packed lunch along the seafront. SD walks at zimmer frame pace, clinging to her daddy, complaining and moaning and claiming illness, pain, bad legs, you name it. i walk at normal speed (not fast, not slow) and when they have fallen around 50 yards behind i tell them to buck up. DP scolds me and says i must slow down to SD's pace the poor little dear cannot walk any faster. to which i say nonsense i walked her to school for 18 months and i know how fast she walks, and it's a lot faster than that. DP shoots me daggers, picks SD up and carries her, she gloats at me.
i am so irritated i pick up speed. towards the pier i wait for them to catch up. they do. i head across the beach to where we will sit. i look behind me. DP is 10 yards behind. SD is 20 yards behind. she can see both of us clearly. 10 secs later i am sat down. by the time DP reaches me, SD has disappeared and is nowhere to be seen. she has turned around, run off and hidden and will then tearfully claim to have got lost. she has pulled this stunt before and i know her style.
DP immediately become hysterical. shouts his baby has gone. swears at me that it's all my fault because i walk too fast and she cannot keep up. goes running off, cannot find her (suddenly her walking speed has picked up dramatically) and calls the police, who pick her up some minutes later skulking behind a concession ...
cue me being irritated beyond belief, a huge row and DP and SD depart, with DP swearing at me and SD looking smug and being carried again. we have not spoken to each other since....
I can't handle it any more, and think that I really do have to now completely sever all my ties with them
but I am heartbroken. If only DP could get a handle on parenting and not let SD rule the roost and manipulate him we'd have a chance. But he can't and when he does try SD won't do a single thing he tells her. when DP and I do manage to get proper one-one time, it is wonderful and we are wonderful. As soon as SD gets in she cannot even bear to see her dad peck me on the cheek she muscles her way in between us acts up, and if I tell her off (he never does) she immediately bursts into huge hysterical tears and wants daddy to pick her up ...
what do i do ... ? just brush my hands and walk away?
advice please!