This story includes depictions of verbal abuse.
As told to Ann DeGrey.
When I moved in with my partner Ryan*, two years after my divorce, I was a little nervous about inheriting a second teenage daughter. I was really struggling with my relationship with my own daughter Ivy* so the thought of having another 15-year-old was not exactly music to my ears.
But I was madly in love. I couldn’t believe I’d been given this second chance at love after leaving my abusive first marriage. It was a relationship horrendously tainted by coercive control and emotional abuse and I still carry the emotional scars to this day. So meeting Ryan was incredible.
I’d met Ryan’s daughter Ava* many times and always found her very sweet. She’s a classic introvert like her father. She didn’t say too much, but she was always kind and incredibly polite. I knew it would take time to get to know her, and I made it clear to her that, when I married her dad, I wasn’t trying to be her second mother. I said, "Just look at me as being your dad’s new partner and having another female in the house and let’s take it from there."
My daughter Ivy, on the other hand, is a complex character. I love her very much but she can be quite challenging. She has a very quick temper and has absolutely no filter, saying whatever is on her mind. Sometimes this is entertaining but, other times, her unhinged comments are not a good thing. It was cute when she was younger but as she’s getting older; she says some very inappropriate things, and much of it is directed towards me. Her father was just the same and I feel she has inherited more of his genes than mine.