Here is my confession.
I adore my stepmother. Always have. She is my mother by choice. She is the one who is there for me. She is the person who my friends thought was my mother at my wedding. My actual mother acted like a spoiled brat and picked fights with me during the planning and on my wedding day. My stepmom held my hand and listened to me.
My stepmom is the woman my son calls grandma. My mother lives a thousand miles away because my family moved to be closer to my dad and stepmom.
My stepmother is a wonderful woman and I am lucky to have her in my life. My actual mother is a toxic, narcissistic, emotionally, and mentally abusive waste of my time.
That is my confession. Bash away if you must.