I’ve been married to my husband, Tommy, for six years. He has 16-year-old twins, Jack and Lily, whose mother left when they were just eight. When I came into their lives, we went to family therapy to ensure a smooth transition. I made it clear I wasn’t trying to replace their mom. Over time, we built a strong bond, and by the time they were around 12, they started calling me “mom.” For years, everything went beautifully—until their biological mother,
Maggie, came back. At first, the twins were hesitant, but eventually, they were thrilled. I supported their relationship with her, despite the shift I felt inside. But within a few months, everything changed. They started calling me Carol instead of Mom. They disrespected me, ignored house rules, and said I wasn’t their “real mom.” The final blow came when they accused me of ruining their family, even though I met Tommy after the divorce. Tommy didn’t stand up for me. When I canceled our Disney vacation as a wake-up call,