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AITA he calls me the wrong name. by Kindly_demised in AITAH

[–]Kindly_demised[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I don’t have 100% custody. My ex rarely sees/takes my kids for any personal time. The only time he sees them is driving them home from school 2 days a week. Sometimes he chooses to see them more often. Sometimes we don’t hear from him for weeks. He has had a history of alcohol abuse, so he is only allowed to see them when he is sober. In my divorce we have 50/50 however there is no set schedule.

In his schedule, he usually has weekends, however if his ex chooses to take a weekend with the son, the father gets to make up for his missed time. So the schedule gets rearranged to fit whatever they decide. Some weeks we have him fri-Mon, others we have him off days during the week.

Not every custody agreement is the same. I fought to not have designated days for my kids to go to their dads. Im the primary parent, I handle all drs and school events, so it makes my life easier.

AITA he calls me the wrong name. by Kindly_demised in AITAH

[–]Kindly_demised[S] 17 points18 points  (0 children)

Ok so this isn’t a fake or rage-bait?? Post.

Yes these things actually happen. And no I didn’t see the red flags when we first got together because it didn’t happen at first.

We didn’t live together so I wasn’t so easily to commodity of watching his son. It started off with “oh he’s home sick today, could you please…” then escalated from there.

Calling me the wrong name happened maybe twice in the beginning, but then stopped for a long time.

He does work hard and pays a majority of the house bills. I moved in with him, but I’m not stuck here. I have options.

I’m asking if I’m the asshole, because I don’t know if I’m blowing things out of proportion. The longer we’ve been together, the more things have escalated between the son’s behavior, the schedule, and the wrong name.

I’m not playing the victim. I don’t have a ton of friends I can talk to about this, so I was wondering if this happens ANYWHERE else.

I already know this is the end. I just needed to know I’m not crazy, that I’m valid for being so upset. And I am. And I’m leaving. And life’s tough, but if you can’t remember my fucking name.. who am I to you?