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The story of a woman who never married because she raised her sister’s daughter.
Do you believe in bad genetics? What is it that “Oranges will not be born from a pinch”? We don't. There are things. For example, stranger It will only bring joy to the newly acquired parents.
However, history is replete with opposite examples, as is our article today. Do not rush to negatively treat the narrator, because she shares with us the most intimate, namely, a part of her life. Very instructive situation, in our opinion.
Alien child in the arms Hello, "Site". I can’t say that my story is particularly rosy, but the rich, the happy. I'm 37 years old, and about 20 of them I didn't live for myself. Honestly, that was the situation.
At the age of 17, I was like a mother. No, the child, or rather the girl, was not mine, but my sister. Alinka, sweet little creature, my niece. My sister left it on me and my mother, and she drove away in search of a better life and “career growth”.
It was hard because the young girl I was didn’t know how to care for a baby. In fact, the head at that moment was occupied with absolutely the wrong things: dreams, relationships with the boy, ideas for the future. And here's the kid who wasn't expected.
But nothing, raised, raised, made a useful person. When Alinka was 4 years old, we formalized guardianship for her mother. The girl didn't even know who her real mother was, for her it was me. We shared secrets, were like friends, and stood for each other.
My relationship went downhill. The young man couldn't understand why I was babysitting a baby girl if she wasn't even my own daughter. He wanted me to be young: hanging out, partying and everything else that suits today’s youth. I really took on the role of a young mom. Naturally, we broke up.
As time passed, I never had a serious relationship with a solid foundation. My thoughts were occupied with Alina and her studies. I had enough money because my mother helped me. But almost all of them went to the child. Clothes, studies, interest groups and so on. I'm sure modern parents will understand me.
Of course, I didn’t have my kids either. And how can you think about children if men just run away in horror when they find out that you are raising a daughter alone, and even then not a daughter, but a niece who was adopted by your own mother?
The most amazing and at the same time terrible event occurred when Alina turned 17. My sister, her real mother, arrived. All in gold and with all your favorite smartphone of the latest model. All in tears, “daughter, sorry, sorry”, in general, wanted to take the little girl home. Alina didn't see her in the eye. But nothing, we talked, I told you everything.
Guess what happened next? My daughter, almost native, jumped with the ease of antelope into my mother's car. So, they say, it will be better for everyone, because I have no money for her “wanted” and so on.
I haven't eaten for about a week. I couldn't forgive such a betrayal. There was no comfort. In the end, my director, a man not of great beauty, offered me help. A little pay raise, a couple of days off. Maybe dinner together. I did not expect such a turn, and my thoughts were not that. My mother advised me to relax a little.
What am I saying? It's been a couple years. My former director and now my husband are expecting a baby. I completely recovered from the past, found a good psychologist and understood my inner anxieties. My husband, who is my best friend and beloved man, completely suits me. But there's more news.
The sister divorced, and her husband’s tough lawyers arranged everything so that she did not get any property. And, of course, she claims our mother's apartment. Yeah, Mom just left. And I fundamentally want her to get nothing. Not a penny. And of course, I want to connect my husband.
Do you think I'm a terrible person? In this way, I will harm my daughter. She, by the way, has no rights to the apartment, because the guardianship was canceled as soon as her real mother was found. I don't understand the law at all, but I want my sister to get revenge as much as possible.
However, history is replete with opposite examples, as is our article today. Do not rush to negatively treat the narrator, because she shares with us the most intimate, namely, a part of her life. Very instructive situation, in our opinion.
Alien child in the arms Hello, "Site". I can’t say that my story is particularly rosy, but the rich, the happy. I'm 37 years old, and about 20 of them I didn't live for myself. Honestly, that was the situation.
At the age of 17, I was like a mother. No, the child, or rather the girl, was not mine, but my sister. Alinka, sweet little creature, my niece. My sister left it on me and my mother, and she drove away in search of a better life and “career growth”.
It was hard because the young girl I was didn’t know how to care for a baby. In fact, the head at that moment was occupied with absolutely the wrong things: dreams, relationships with the boy, ideas for the future. And here's the kid who wasn't expected.
But nothing, raised, raised, made a useful person. When Alinka was 4 years old, we formalized guardianship for her mother. The girl didn't even know who her real mother was, for her it was me. We shared secrets, were like friends, and stood for each other.
My relationship went downhill. The young man couldn't understand why I was babysitting a baby girl if she wasn't even my own daughter. He wanted me to be young: hanging out, partying and everything else that suits today’s youth. I really took on the role of a young mom. Naturally, we broke up.
As time passed, I never had a serious relationship with a solid foundation. My thoughts were occupied with Alina and her studies. I had enough money because my mother helped me. But almost all of them went to the child. Clothes, studies, interest groups and so on. I'm sure modern parents will understand me.
Of course, I didn’t have my kids either. And how can you think about children if men just run away in horror when they find out that you are raising a daughter alone, and even then not a daughter, but a niece who was adopted by your own mother?
The most amazing and at the same time terrible event occurred when Alina turned 17. My sister, her real mother, arrived. All in gold and with all your favorite smartphone of the latest model. All in tears, “daughter, sorry, sorry”, in general, wanted to take the little girl home. Alina didn't see her in the eye. But nothing, we talked, I told you everything.
Guess what happened next? My daughter, almost native, jumped with the ease of antelope into my mother's car. So, they say, it will be better for everyone, because I have no money for her “wanted” and so on.
I haven't eaten for about a week. I couldn't forgive such a betrayal. There was no comfort. In the end, my director, a man not of great beauty, offered me help. A little pay raise, a couple of days off. Maybe dinner together. I did not expect such a turn, and my thoughts were not that. My mother advised me to relax a little.
What am I saying? It's been a couple years. My former director and now my husband are expecting a baby. I completely recovered from the past, found a good psychologist and understood my inner anxieties. My husband, who is my best friend and beloved man, completely suits me. But there's more news.
The sister divorced, and her husband’s tough lawyers arranged everything so that she did not get any property. And, of course, she claims our mother's apartment. Yeah, Mom just left. And I fundamentally want her to get nothing. Not a penny. And of course, I want to connect my husband.
Do you think I'm a terrible person? In this way, I will harm my daughter. She, by the way, has no rights to the apartment, because the guardianship was canceled as soon as her real mother was found. I don't understand the law at all, but I want my sister to get revenge as much as possible.
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