Evil Stepmom Lore

It's sad to say but it's a pretty typical story in America. Most of my friends didn't have great stepmothers and we bonded over this. Come to think of it, my closest friends are people I've trauma bonded with; and they are the sweetest, most wonderful people on the planet. I'm lucky.

I keep saying I'm in my villain era, but what I mean by that is, I'm healing. Unfortunately, I have found that I heal loudly. That's no excuse and something I definitely work on for my current friendships.

The story goes:

I was 15. She went rummaging in my room one day and found my diary. She read it then shared its contents with my dad - intending on damaging our relationship (I wrote fanfic and she took it literally). She bullied me and cussed me out for years but that was the last straw……. so I ripped my diary from her, threw it on the BBQ grill, and lit that betch.

The stepmother I have now is an angel. We're lucky.