To EVERYONE OF THE PEOPLE WHO HAVE KIDS AND REMARRY: You owe it to your children FIRST to let them know about your new partner. You should, IMHO, NEVER REMARRY UNTIL THOSE CHILDREN ARE GROWN UP AND OUT OF THE HOUSE. If you have a child with one person, then another, NO ONE KNOWS WHAT THEIR PLACE IS, IN YOUR LIFE, OR HOME. It is SELFISH to put YOUR HAPPINESS BEFORE THEIRS. YOU have a choice, the CHILDREN DON'T. Yes SOME BLENDED FAMILIES WORK. BUT the majority of them do not. It sucks, but that's life in THE REAL WORLD. SOMEONE WILL ALWAYS FEEL LEFT OUT. That is not fair to anyone.
10 Honest Stories That Capture the Struggles and Pain of Blended Families

- I lost my wife 5 yrs ago, and after a while, I remarried. We had a baby together, and now another is on the way. My 12 YO son, Alex, has never accepted my new family.
At a family gathering, I asked for a photo with my kids, but Alex refused. The room froze when he yelled, “She’s not my sister, and neither is the baby on the way! They’re just strangers to me!”
I didn’t say anything in that moment, just smiled for the photo with my wife and the little one. Later that night, I realized some wounds don’t heal with time, only with patience, and I’ll just keep loving him until he’s ready to see that.
- (Edited by Bright Side) I’ve been married to my wife for 5 years, dated her for 3 before that. I have a 14-year-old son from a previous relationship.
During dinner, my wife stretched out and said, “Man, I’m tired.” My son blurted, “I wish I could be lazy like you—no job, just games all day.” My wife looked stunned, and I was too.
She doesn’t have a 9–5, but she works hard through other means. She also has health issues my son doesn’t know about since he’s only here two days a week. I told him, “Don’t call her lazy. Apologize.” He said he didn’t mean it badly, but still apologized.
Later, his mom called, yelling that I was choosing my wife over him. But my wife does a lot for us, and my son couldn’t even explain why he called her lazy. I felt right correcting him. © derekwasthebest / Reddit
- (Edited by Bright Side) I have two sons (10 and 5), and I’m marrying my boyfriend soon, who has a 12-year-old son. His son asked to live with us after the wedding, wanting a real family experience. My fiancé supports it, believing it’ll help his son grow.
I just don’t want him to live with us based on what I’ve seen during his visits. He barely includes my younger boy in activities and helps him only when pushed. With my older son, he’s overly competitive, always trying to outdo and taunt him. I want a supportive, not hostile, home.
He also struggles academically and behaviorally, and I worry he might be a bad influence. My fiancé thinks it’s just his age and that we can guide him, while my mom insists I’m overreacting and that he needs a stable family. But I just don’t want him to shatter my family oasis. © Unknown author / Reddit
- (Edited by Bright Side) I was with my ex for over ten years. Her kid was four when we met, and I stepped up. Their real dad had vanished to another state, starting new families and forgetting the old one.
Now the kid’s 18, my ex and I split, and both promised we’d stay close. For a while, they did, until one day, the messages just stopped. Last Father’s Day hit hard: not even a “Happy Father’s Day.”
I reached out. No reply. It’s been a year and a half of silence. My ex told me to “get over it.” That cut deep.
People used to think the kid was mine: same humor, same look, same bond. I never stopped being their dad in my heart, but now it’s like I never existed. No photos, no trace, just a strange kind of grief with no name. © Brave_Soup_4458 / Reddit
- I have 3 kids, a daughter of 15, a son of 13 and a son of 6. I say I have three kids. The older two are actually my step-children. I’ve been in their life now for the past 10 years, their real dad doesn’t care (his choice).
They are the reason I drag myself out of bed in the morning for work. I’m there cheering them on at sports day, going to parents evening, supporting them, picking them up when they are down, helping them, supporting them and loving them. Yet being a stepdad I’m always going to be an ’other’, no matter how many times I say I’m their dad, I’m not.
This was confirmed to me yesterday, I took my stepdaughter to a doctor’s appointment as she’d been unwell. Once my daughter had been seen, we were discussing what to do, the doctor said. “Oh you’re ’only’ the stepdad,” despite me being a legal guardian, “Well I’ll need to confirm with her mum or dad what to prescribe”
Mum or dad... so not me. Even though I’ve been dad for ten years, that hammered it home. © RaedwaldRex / Reddit
- I wouldn’t call myself a fully fledged stepmother... I’m just “dad’s girlfriend” at the moment. His two teens (14m, 16f) are honestly so hilarious, they make me laugh all the time. They keep telling me secrets, about boys, girls, the dreaded “habits”. But then they beg me not to tell their dad.
The thing is I don’t even pry for this info, we’ll be chatting about something casual, and they just blurt it out. So, I only tell dad when it’s something concerning, and I do. I get called a snitch on the regular basis. Sometimes I just want to turn my ears off. © Unknown author / Reddit
- (Edited by bright Side) I have a 14-year-old daughter (D) from my first wife, who died in a car accident when D was almost 2. It was devastating. I lost the woman I loved, and D lost her mother. My mom helped me raise D while I struggled as a single father.
When D was 4, I took a work position in Japan for a year and a half and left D with my parents. I kept in touch daily and eventually met my second wife there. After we returned to the U.S., D and my then-fiancée got along well, and I made sure she was ready before we married.
My wife has been a wonderful stepmother: caring, involved, and loving. She’s always asked D to call her “Aunt Yuki,” not “Mom,” to respect her late mother. But lately, D started calling her “Mom”, first in public, then at home. My wife corrects her, but D insists it feels natural.
Today I corrected her too, and when she said my wife is “more of a mom than her real one,” I snapped. I told her her mother can’t be replaced. She cried and shut herself in her room.
Now I feel awful. I know I overreacted, but it’s painful. I want to honor my late wife, love my current one, and let my daughter feel safe. I just don’t know how to balance it. © ju3j / Reddit
- My wife and I are in the process of divorce. I have a 15yo daughter with my wife and a 16yo stepdaughter. The kids are old enough to choose where to stay, so my stepdaughter wants to do 50/50 custody.
The problem? She doesn’t want to stay with me when my daughter is here.
My daughter wants to stay with me all the time, so essentially my stepdaughter wants me to kick my daughter out every other week. I refused, so now my wife thinks I’m so wrong for not agreeing to 50/50. But my dilemma now is I want MY OWN child. © Correct_Challenge126 / Reddit

So your daughter CHOSE to call your wife MOM, AND YOU CORRECTED HER? Way to dismiss her feelings of security and THE NEED TO HAVE A MOM. YOU SEEM TO THINK LESS OF YOUR CURRENT WIFE THAN YOUR DAUGHTER DOES. Get your head out of your ass. If your daughter treated your wife like crap, would you be bitching as much? This ISN'T ABOUT YOU or what you are feeling. Give your daughter some grace AND some heart. Her sense of loss is VERY different than yours.
- SO is a dad of 2, I’m a mom of 3. When we were first figuring out our roles, he sat me down and said he wanted to do things like his stepdad did, which I have now learned has a name NACHO stepparenting. Basically we watch each other’s kids, we parent each other’s kids, we remind each other’s kids of the rules, but we parent our own kids. We will pull a stepchild aside and make them sit down, but only the bio parent decides about punishment. © Inafray19 / Reddit
- I’ve raised my stepson, Oscar, since he was 5. His mom passed away, and I always respected her memory — never tried to replace her, just wanted to be a friend.
Now he’s 20 and recently got married. I found out I wasn’t invited because he’d already invited relatives from his late mom’s side and didn’t want to “mix things.” It hurt, but I tried to understand.
On the wedding day, while I was home alone, my husband and my two other stepkids showed up with flowers and my favorite treats. My husband said, “If he excluded you, then we’re excluded too, because we’re family.” I cried like a baby.
Being a stepparent isn’t easy. You might not always be treated fairly, but love them anyway. That’s what makes it real.
And here’s a story of one stepmother. A careful, protective one. Someone who took it upon herself to make her home feel safer, so she installed cameras.
One of them was in her teenage stepdaughter’s bedroom. The consequences were explosive and things in this woman’s household have turned to one big catastrophe. Read her letter here to find out the details of this controversial story.
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