I wanted to start off by saying that I tried. I tried to go into this relationship with an open mind. I let you in. I gave you a chance even though I had no real reason to bother. To me you are just another person pretending to be someone who "cares" when you clearly don't. You "tried" to be my "friend" but I think it was just so you could get close enough to see if I would accept you in my life. At first I did, but then I realized how foolish I was to let you in. You are just another number to me.
You started out better than the last one at first. You seemed like you cared and you treated me like I was someone you considered family but I see now, how wrong I truly was. You are just another number to me, and I was just a toy in your game. I should have noticed all the signs right away. But I failed to do that. I failed to notice the same things that I failed to notice about the last one, the trying. You are just like the last one. You sat there and tried so hard, to hard in fact, just like she did. I didn't want to see it at first. I was trying to give you the benefit of the doubt. I was trying to let you be someone other than what she was. But I was wrong and naive to think that he would pick anyone different than the last one.
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I finally started to realized that you were changing. At first it was slow but then you let down your guard and your true colors showed. From having a birthday party for MY father without inviting my siblings and I, to not having your future stepdaughters in your wedding, but instead having your stepson and your own boys in the wedding, and not even inviting your step daughters to the rehearsal dinner, it was like we didn't matter to you, my sister and I. You even refused to take a picture with us, well until my father forced you to. I feel like you say you "tried" when my father asks about us kids but in reality all you have done is push us away. You don't want us in your life. You are just like the last one.
You will never be my stepmother. You will just be a person that married my father. You are just someone that exists. I don't love you and I probably never will. I feel like instead of trying to rebuild bridges between our family, you've just burned them even more. You pretend you care but really you don't. I know this because I can see right through the vale you have put up. Instead of making our world right, you've flipped us upside down again. We never deserved this, and I hope one day you realize your mistake, but of of course, you probably never will.
