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Re: serious trouble with my moms boyfriend!!!!!! - April 11th 2015, 03:15 AM

Hey,

In my experience and opinion, I think that people who one-up others and make others feel stupid for knowing or not knowing something are manipulative and often emotionally abusive. The manipulation can be seen when you try to communicate and everything gets turned on you so it looks as if it's your fault. People can change, but it takes a lot of work and effort. They have to want to change for themselves and themselves only. I know you don't like the things that your mom says about her boyfriend, but I think it may help for you to remind yourself that this is the way her boyfriend is, and because of that, his arguments and actions are invalid.

You can't control anyone else, you can only control yourself. You said you've talked to your mom, but have you talked to her boyfriend? It seems like you've done a lot to try and mend things and I think the effort you put in is awesome! Your mom and her boyfriend may not want to go to counseling, but that doesn't mean you can't go for yourself. I suggest talking to a counselor on your campus. I think you can also benefit from releasing your feelings so you don't keep them inside and snap. Maybe you can keep a journal, or a blog. You can also write a letter as if you're writing it to your mom's boyfriend and then you can find a safe way to destroy it. Try to express your feelings, and maybe you can consider avoiding your mom's boyfriend or removing yourself from upsetting situations whenever you can.


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