
The son is lying to the Suce and the forces to sell the house to be able to pay for the lying of his biology mother. After one such clash I went to extreme measures
My husband and I did not go out of the baby. After many years of “quiet” life, we decided to Usino Viti the baby. We have a 2-year-old boy of the Usino and called him a good name Benjamin. We decided not to keep this fact in secret. When Venamine turned 5, we confessed. It turned out to be in vain. In 16 hay began to treat me and my father. We thought he had teenage tics, but probably very mistaken. Subsequently, relationships with Venamine only deteriorated. He often began to get used to us that we had taken it out from his biological mother. And then he generally began to get us in bad words. Welding has become a dick part of the widespread routine in our house. In 19 changes, his name, arguing that he needs freedom of choice. We did not deny that he returned to a peaceful life.
A year later, the son declared that he wants to live with his real parents and left home, collecting his things in a small backpack. At first, my husband and I tried to find him, then decided that he was guilty of burning once to appreciate our concern. For six months, a man did not have out. I have his body loss and left alone. I managed to go to the trail of Beniamin’s biological parents. It turned out that he did not have a father-mother of people in 17 from an adult man and immediately took the baby to a kindergarten. It turned out, and relatives and mother’s mother did not particularly want to communicate with him, but the guy was persistent. I decided not to interfere with hay life. In the end, this is his choice not in my favor. I can’t make him love me. In a few months my son called me and said he wanted to meet.
I thought he had snapped and wanted to recover with me. Looking ahead, I will say, she was wrong. He demanded the money of treating his mother. After my husband, it was difficult for my husband to finish. The son suggested that I sell the house and move to the apartment. Of course, I refused. What I was to help people I was about to help, especially since I had nothing more than this house. The hay was covered with a male, threatened the SP house and rushed to look for documents home. Here my nerves could not stand. I got him out of the house and no longer mentioned him. More precisely, my relatives accused me for this step, did not forget about him, but after his words I did not look at him with his mother’s eyes. He became a stranger to me.