She Shouldn't Have Asked

Summary

On my eighteenth birthday, my stepmother, Sharon, sent me a text. She demanded I return every single dollar of child support my father had given me over the years.

If I didn't, she was going to come to my school and make my life a living hell.

I tried to be patient. [This is court-ordered child support from my father. If you have an issue with it, you need to talk to him.]

That’s when she exploded.

[You're a fucking adult now, why the hell should you get my husband's money! I swear, you're just like your mother, a common whore!]