When I married my husband, I carried a heavy fear in my heart.
I had a daughter from my high school years a chapter of my life I didn’t deny but one that came with pain and lessons.
At first, my husband said he understood. He promised acceptance.
But after the marriage settled, his true feelings surfaced, and my daughter became the silent victim of resentment she did not deserve.
He treated her differently from day one. He ignored her presence, corrected her harshly, and constantly reminded me that she “was not his responsibility.”…CONTINUE READING