“You’re the worst mom ever! One day, you’ll be sorry!” she yelled before storming to her room.
Fast forward to the night after the argument. Later, I was woken up at 2 AM by my phone buzzing. An unknown number had called me five times before I finally answered. On the other end, I heard a strange man’s voice saying, “You think you can just abandon your daughter and get away with it?”
I froze. “Who is this?”
The man chuckled darkly. “A friend who thinks you need a wake-up call”
Terrified, I hung up and checked on Ava, but her bed was empty. I immediately called her phone, and she picked up on the second ring.
“Ava, where are you?!” I demanded.
She sounded smug. “Don’t worry, I’m safe. Maybe now you’ll realize what a horrible mother you are.”
Turns out, Ava had gone to her dad’s house without telling me. She’d taken my threats about Christmas and turned them into a sob story to him, who called the strange man-his brother-to scare me.
Jason was livid when he found out and called Ava’s dad to set the record straight. Meanwhile, my family has been blowing up my phone, calling me cruel for banning Ava from Christmas, saying it’s my job to love her unconditionally, even when she’s difficult.
Now, I feel stuck. I love my daughter, but her behavior is out of control. Jason says I made the right call and that Ava needs tough love, but my mom called me crying, saying I’m pushing my daughter away. Ava’s still refusing to apologize and is doubling down, saying I’m choosing my “new family” over her.
Did I go too far, or was this necessary for the sake of everyone involved?
Ava came home from school, saw Emily playing with her art supplies (with permission), and screamed, “Get your dirty hands off my stuff, you little brat!”. What made matters worse is that she destroyed her stepsister’s art project. Jason intervened, but Ava shot back, “You’re not my dad, so don’t tell me what to do!” That night, I sat her down and explained that her behavior was unacceptable.
