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I do hope you are well. My name is Mark and today we're checking out some more relationship stories. And if you do love a Reddit story, why not consider him and like, subscribe. Maybe that notification bell too. Let's crack on with today's first story. Much love, guys. Now, today's first story comes from individual Yam 4036 and says,

am I the asshole believing after my mum kept joking about my childhood and calling me her

practice kid. My 19 male parents had me young and on accident. My childhood was nothing but

money troubles and listening to my parents

scream at each other. Things only got better when my mom left my dad and started seeing my stepdad.

He brought financial stability and is more of a father to me than my bio dad ever was. They have a

daughter together, my sister, Melody. I'm not blind.

I know they shower her with attention and buy everything they can because I had nothing

when I was her age.

When I was younger, it frustrated me to see her loved in a way I never was.

But now I know that my mom did her best with the experience and resources she had.

It's just bad luck that it worked

out the way it did. With that context out of the way, Melody recently turned four and my parents

went all out. They invited not only all the family in the area, but also some of Melody's

friends from daycare and their parents. Once my mum and the other moms had a few drinks each, they started gossiping.

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