HIS STEP-DAUGHTER HAD CHOSE HER “DEADBEAT” BIOLOGICAL FATHER, OVER HER STEP-FATHER THAT HAD TOOK CARE OF MANY YEARS, AND THEN THE STEP-FATHER HAD RESIGNED FROM PAYING FOR HER WEDDING

The troubled man had shared his story on Reddit. He had stated that his heart was broken, when his stepdaughter had choose her biological father after, he was the one that took care of her whenever she needed for the past 10 years. He shared his story and wanted some advice from other Redditors.
He had started that, “My step-daughter will be getting married on August 3rd. The wedding planning has consumed most of her and her mother’s life (I say her mother because we aren’t married, though we’ve lived together for 10 years) for the past six months. My step-daughter graduated last December from University. I paid for her to go to college, though it was a state school, it still ran $40K. She does not have a job and has been living with us for the duration of her college career and since her graduation. I also bought her a car to get back and forth from school when she finished high school.”
Then he stated that her biological father was coming to see sometimes, makes empty promises, breaks her heart and leaves. “From time to time her deadbeat father would pop into her life and she would fawn all over him. Although he has not contributed a cent to her education or paid any child support, though that is my girlfriend’s fault as c.s. was not part of the settlement, she still loves him and wants him in her life. He stays long enough to break her heart by skipping town and breaking some promise that he made her.”
Then he found out that from the list that he had prepared for 20 people to be invited, his friend was discarded, as, “The wedding venue holds 250 people max. I gave them a list of 20 people that I wanted invited, you know, since I was paying for everything. They told me that was no problem and they’d take care of it. So I let these people know they’d be getting an invite and they should save the date. Saturday, I saw one of my friends on this list at the golf course and asked if he was coming. He told me that he wasn’t invited. He told me that he got an announcement, but not an invitation. He had it in his back seat (along with probably six months of mail) and showed it to me. Sure enough, it was just an announcement, and my name was nowhere on it. It had her dad’s name and her mom’s name and not mine.”
Then he learnt that his list of 20 people were completely discarded, as he argued with his girlfriend. “This led to a pretty big fight with my GF, as I found out that NONE of my list of twenty “made the cut” for the final guest list because “250 people is very tight.” I was pissed, but not a hell of a lot I could do because the important people in my life had already been offended. My GF said “if some people didn’t rsvp yes, I might be able to get a couple people in.” But that is an ultimate slap in the face in my opinion. So, I was boiling on Saturday.”
Then on the dinner with the in-laws, the bio father had showed up, and his stepdaughter had revealed the he will be the father that will walk her down the aisle. “Yesterday, we had a Sunday dinner with the future in-law’s family and us and a surprise guest, the “Real Dad.” At this little dinner my step-daughter announced that her “Real Dad” was going to be able to make it to her wedding and that now he’d be able to give her away. This was greeted with a chorus of “Oh how great” and “How wonderful”s.”
Then he decided to make a toast, as he was incredibly angry and sad. “I don’t think I have ever felt so angry and so disrespected. I was shaking. I took a few seconds to gather my composure, because I honestly wasn’t sure if I would cry or start throwing punches or both. Once I was sure I’d be able to speak I got up from my chair and said I’d like to make a toast. I can’t remember exactly what I said but the gist of it was this:”
He started to talk as, “I’d like to make a toast.” The sound of spoons against glasses ring in my years. “It has been my great pleasure to be a part of this family for the past ten years.” Awe, how sweet. “At this point in my life I feel I owe a debt of gratitude to bride and groom, because they have opened my eyes to something very important.” Confident smiles exchanged. “They have showed me that my position in this family is not what I once thought it was.” And now a glimmer of confusion and shock begins to spread on the faces in the room.”
Then he continued as, “Though I once thought of myself as the patriarch or godfather of the family, commanding great respect and sought out for help in times of need, it seems instead that I hold the position of an ATM, good for a stream of money, but not much else. As I have been replaced as host, both on the invitations and in the ceremony, I am resigning my financial duties as host to my successor, Real Dad. So cheers to the happy couple and the path they have chosen.” I finished my drink. “You all can let yourselves out.”
He had concluded his story as, “Is this selfish? I’m supposed to shell out 40 – 50 grand for a wedding that I can’t invite anyone to? That I am not a part of? I’m so done with this crap. I’m done with my step-daughter, I’m done with my GF. I transferred the money out of our joint account last night. (she has not had a job since she moved in with me) This morning I called all the vendors I had written checks to for deposits to refund my money. At present it looks like I’ll lose around 1500, for the venue, but the other vendors have been great about refunding.”
Here are some of the advices given by the Redditors.
“Sometimes you’re having a kinda murky day with less than fun thoughts. Then you read shit like this and just kinda appreciate that your problems are nowhere near as absurd as this guy’s.”
“My mother in law and I have a good, functional relationship but I suppose if we weren’t related we wouldn’t seek out each other’s company. Our personalities don’t complement each other, and there have been times where it’s felt a bit strained or awkward. But my goodness me, she is such a wonderful person. She’s generous, steps in to help whenever she can, keeps her head in a crisis and can basically handle anything.”
“My sister and I are so different, we wouldn’t be friends if we weren’t related. We readily admit we annoy the crap out of each other. Objectively, we’re both good people in our own ways, we just don’t mesh. But when I need someone for an emergency, she’s the first one I call and vice versa. You don’t have to like a person to love and them.”
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