rSlash - r/Entitledparents GIVE ME YOUR CHILD OR ELSE!

Episode Date: April 14, 2020

r/Entitledparents The woman in today's video is absolutely nuts! The entitled woman is married to a man who impregnated (and then abandoned) OP. For some bizarre reason, this woman thinks that she deserves to have OP's baby and starts trying to manipulate OP into just... giving her OP's baby. Lady, that's not how any of this works! You can't just steal somebody's baby! If you like this video and want to see more, hit that subscribe button! Watch on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8EGCbOO4Xso Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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where a pair of parents demand free plane tickets. Back story, I met my wife in high school and she was six months pregnant at the time. The biological father was a complete deadbeat. And the only reason I even met the two of them is because my friend was sleeping with deadbeat behind wifey's back and wanted to introduce me to him. When the baby was born, deadbeat dropped out of school and changed his number to avoid Wifey and the new baby. By the time the baby was eight months old, Wifey and I had started dating.

We graduated together, moved across the state to college and went on with our lives as a happy little family. Fast forward five years. We've never heard from deadbeat dad, and until my stepdaughter was three and a half, she and wifey still technically live with wifey's mom on break and such in the same house they'd always been. Just a few blocks from deadbeat dad. Out of the blue, he sends us a message on Facebook asking to have his daughter over for the weekend.

Apparently, he had gotten his new girlfriend pregnant and they'd rushed to get married. Now, the new wife will call her Psycho when it did be dad to have his daughter back. It had been five years, she didn't know him and we didn't know what to say at first. Out of curiosity, we checked out both did be dads and psychos profiles and I nearly fainted. For nearly a year, Psycho had been collecting photos of my stepdaughter from anyone's profile that would share a picture of her. Not only that, she was posting them on her profile as if she had been the one to take them.

This included shots from a Mother's Day photo shoot we had paid for. The photographer posted some of the shots with her watermark on her page before we even got the shots back. And Psycho copied them all to post on our profile, saying it was the best Mother's Day gift ever. Her baby wasn't born yet. Scared and angry, we found it best to ignore the requests. There was no way we could get our stepdaughter to go along with spending the weekend at a

stranger's house anyway. So they sued us for full custody and child support. WTF? All hell broke loose when wife you was served papers at work. Immediately we shut down our Facebook profiles, because that's how Psycho knew where to send the papers, and told all our friends and family to take down any pictures of our daughter. But that wasn't enough to stop her. Turns out, in addition to sealing photos, Psycho also made several fake profiles to add friends and family and get information about us. We never added anyone we didn't know, but other family members had.

There were seven fake profiles altogether. When we had them all removed and reported, Psycho started sending her friends and family to attempt to add us and gather more information about us. She showed up at our daughter's Christmas show at school, when we didn't even tell them where she went to school. She repeatedly showed up at wifey's work to try to get her in trouble and called the cops on us for several false incidents. The reasons listed by the lawyer for seeking focussity were because we're lesbians and

that's bad for kids and because we abuse our daughter which we've never done once in our life. We do drugs, we even offered to do a piss test but she won spring for it since we would all have to foot that bill. Well, based solely on the fact that over five years prior he had signed the voluntary acknowledgement of parentage, did be dad got visitation rights. Wifey retained primary custody because duh, and visit slowly began so my daughter could get used to deadbeat dad. Eventually, it moved to every other weekend for the whole weekend. But our daughter never made it the whole weekend. They made her sleep on the floor in their basement, so she never liked staying there for

more than a night. The custody settled, we opened a case for support, and of course, did be dad tried everything he could to not be responsible for support. When he ducked out over five years ago, we never asked him for a dime, but they wanted all this, so we did it all. You wouldn't believe the excuses he'd try. Even though they won, Psycho didn't stop trying to destroy our names online and attempting to turn everyone from high school

still in our hometown against us. She one of the happy little family and daughter was throwing her wrench in her plans by not calling her mommy right from the get-go. When they showed up at her spring concert uninvited, Psycho demanded daughter take her around and introduce her. So daughter introduced them as her step parents. Both of them. She just turned six and was still a little confused by the whole thing. Oh, that was another thing. Because Psycho and daughter had the same birthday, Psycho insisted,

she supposed to be mine. That's why she came early. One night when daughter was at their house, we get the usual call to come and get her. Only it was Psycho's mom on the phone and not dead be dead. They live with Psycho's parents and neither drove, so her parents had to take them everywhere. When we get to the pickup point, daughter is in tears and did be dead, hops into his in-laws truck without an explanation. Turns out Psycho lost her cool when daughter didn't want to stay the night again, so she sat daughter down and read her the custody agreement line for line. Then she looked at 6 year old angel in the eye and told her she could have her mama. That's me.

Arrested any time she wanted for not complying with the custody agreement. Psycho was convinced that the only reason our daughter didn't like her is because we told her not to like her. Dude, I don't want her to like my mother-in-law either, but I have no say in who my daughter cares for. Well, for the next week, I had to force my daughter onto the school bus in tears, because she's convinced I'll get arrested while she's at school, and I won't be there waiting for her in the afternoon.

God's just typing that out breaks my heart all over again. Thanks for that, Psycho. But this story ends with some poetic justice. Maybe they were tired of fighting with a little girl. Maybe she realized just how badly she messed up. Who knows. But before the next visitation, we got an email from our lawyer explaining did be Dad wanted to sign over his rights.

It had only been three months since he enacted them, and allowed me to formally adopt our daughter. We were ecstatic, obviously. We agreed, and everything fell into place. She never had to see them again, and wifey and I could shoulder the online attacks and occasional face-to-face confrontation from everyone in their family seeing them as the victims. Life got back to normal and we began to heal. But their story wasn't finished. Two weeks ago, I got a message from deadbeat dad's sister-in-law who never really took part in the harassment. She's married to his younger brother and just had their first baby. She was hoping we would consider letting our daughter get to know her baby since they're biologically cousins. That isn't the way we see family in this house, but I understand other people put an emphasis on DNA.

It turns out the three kids psycho ended up having with did be dad are no longer allowed to visit his side of the family, and our daughter is the only biological cousin left. Why? Because did be dad abuse an 11 year old girl he ando were supposed to be babysitting. He went to prison and Psycho divorced him, banning his entire family from seeing any of the kids. My heart bleeds for the little girl who had her life ruined, but I'm human. So forgive me when I say, after watching that Psycho twist my little girl all up inside, I feel satisfied with her serving of karma. Wait, is this R- entitled parents, our our slash insane parents? That father is disgusting and I'm glad he's in prison where he belongs. Holt Renfrew is sharing joy for the holidays with gifts for everyone on your list, and

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To sum it up quickly, I decided at 18 years old to run away from them and live overseas where I am today and quite happy. This was the biggest decision of my life and I was nervous as heck. They'd done terrible stuff since my childhood and I needed to get away from my own safety and well-being. I planned to flight about two weeks before the date and my parents the whole time didn't think I'd go through with it. To be fair, they only thought I was going on vacation for a short bit. The day came, and after me calling an Uber to take me to the airport, they caved to save face and took me themselves. I checked in and did all the good stuff before I had to go through

security. I waved them off and began to walk forward until the following goes down. The security guard says, excuse me, where's your boarding pass? I only see one here. He points at my boarding pass. Oh, don't worry, we're just going to take our daughter to the gate. Uh, no, I'm afraid you can't go past this post without a boarding pass. What? But she's our daughter! You can't tell me what I can and can't do with my own daughter. The security guy sighs and looks at a flustered me up and down. I have a baby face and have always looked much younger than I really am. All right, how old is she?

Well, she's... she's... I'm 18, sir. My mom glails at me. Shush! Well, she's an adult and doesn't require a company meant for her parents. I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to leave. But she does! She's not mentally 18.

She's mentally recrusted and has issues. At this point, I'm shocked and embarrassed. I had depression brought on by Diagnosed PTSD. Those were my issues. Yet she worded it to make it sound like I was intellectually disabled. What? My dad says, she's mentally a child. She still likes Chinese cartoons, referring to anime and manga. I still don't see how that applies here. She seems capable enough. Do you feel you can go through on your own? Yes, I'm okay.

Ugh, liar. My mother began stopping her foot and frustration like a toddler. Just let me through right now with my daughter. Yeah, and me. The security guard's size, calling another security officer over. What seems to be the problem security guard? This jerk won't let me go through the gate to be with my daughter who is mentally our word. The real story, please. The first security guard explains the deal, and my parents are fuming.

They can tell by the looks on the security guard's faces they're not going to get their way. Finally, my mother yells out that famously awaited Caroline. I know my rights. I demand to speak to your manager. So another person comes over and the three of them are talking quietly together. I say, Mom, Dad, this is going too far.

I'm going to miss my flight if this keeps going. And whose fault is that? You should have booked a later flight. My flight is at 11 at night. Not my problem. If you missed your flight, that's on you. Finally they stop talking and approach us. The supervisor says, hi I think we can make a compromise. I'm not supposed to do this but I'll allow one of you through with her to have a meal or just sit with her

for a bit. I could really get in trouble doing this but I know how far she's going and I know it'll be hard. My mom reads her title on her name tag. I asked for a manager. Manager. This is pathetic. Your proposal is also pathetic. How are you gonna break up a nice family like that? I really will be fine. I'll catch up with you next time, okay?

I understand where you're coming from, but OP seems more than capable and is an adult. I'm breaking the rules by letting even one of you go through without a ticket, but it's my offer. No, no, no, no, no! This is ridiculous! By now, my mother is stamping around and waving her arms around. She gets up close to the two security who kind to eye her and she immediately backs away. She doesn't stop stamping. Ma'am, I'm afraid if you don't stop, I'm gonna have to escort all of you away. Realizing he means me too, I quietly mutter an O SHIT under my breath and begin to panic a bit. Fine, we'll just take our daughter home then. She takes my arm, but I quickly pull away. Stop! How dare you!

Apologize to your mother! The supervisor looks at me. Would you like a parent to go with you? No, not really. What? Okay, please come along then. No, I demand you let us on our flight with all the problems you've caused. Yeah, and make it first class, or any upgrade.

You didn't get the manager, you got a supervise, you lied to me. Manager, manager! May I double check your ticket? Yeah, of course, and I shore my ticket. Perfect, one boarding pass for one person. Step this way and enjoy your flight. Thank you. My mother grabs my arm. No, okay, one of us will go through. OP, you like Wendy's right? Let's get Wendy's through there. I remove my arm. No, thank you. I grab my suitcase and walk through security.

My entire parents try to follow me and are immediately stopped. This is not the service we pay for. We should be allowed a ticket on the flight for this. Wendy's OP, Wendy's, come on, Wendy's, Wendy's. Wendy's. I don't look back and I'm now further away. I can no longer hear them over the line of people I'm in. I got my flight just fine and arrived in one piece.

I cut contact with both of them. Legend has it, my entitled mother is still screaming, Wihindies, to this day. Down in the comments, cute bleeder ads. Pro tip, wait for your parents to plan a vacation of their own, and schedule your leave for then. You can leave them a note or something. Worked for me, then someone replies, I would love to hear your story. And cute bleeder responds with this post.

Oh god, here goes. Basically, my parents were awful all around. I paid rent since the month before turning 18. Paid part of all the bills even had to get my own internet line when it became a thing. The worst was I didn't pay extra for AC, lived in Florida, so my parents had a board put over the ceiling vent in my room and attached tensils to make sure they could see if it was ever blowing. I used my parents bank account for the longest time until they bought a car with my money. Everything was in their name. I had to pay the insurance and loan payments. They would only ever

take cash. I also wasn't allowed to use the car for anything but work, church, Jehovah's Witness four times a week, and driving my brothers around. If I broke the rules, they would call the cops and report it stolen. When my older brother crashed it and when my mom ran over to breathe the morning after hurricane, popping two tires, I had to pay for it all. I mentioned those and know that there are more, like the no-boyfriends, no-talking to people outside religion, no blah blah blah that deep parents do. Because if I broke any of that or missed a church day, my rent would double permanently. One day mom calls me in and asks for money to fix the AC, which I do not benefit from. And I say

I can't spare any since I was trying hard to save. She pulls out my bank statement and tells me I have just over 300 bucks in my account and she wants it all. In my head, I was like WTF, she probably used my statements to know when to raise rent and such. From then on, my work, bless you, Dawn from McDonald, you're my best manager ever and I miss you. Let me forward all my mail there. Then, nearing October, my parents planned a vacation over Columbus Day to go to Disney.

My mom worked there and could get her husband and some of the kids in for free. I was expected to pay for myself and for some of the free hotel because I would be using it. I opted out, saying I needed to work all I could. The next morning, I put my notice in at work for the Friday they'd be gone. The moment my entire family left the house in me alone, I packed up two boxes with clothes, computer, and very little else. I had a greyhound ticket to the Midwest where some people I knew a little from online were

moving to as well. I kept the secret only because I formatted my computer daily and kept a floppy disk with a relevant IRC files and logs. My dad worked with computers and checked regularly. I left them a note saying goodbye, dropped all my online handles and emails, and jumped without a parachute. No regrets. And then, when someone comments that they're glad she's free, she replies, they had the

last laugh. They took out a loan in my name. I got a collection agency calling me three years after I left, roughly 5,300 bucks. But at the very least, when she drove her car to the bus station, she parked the car in a tow away zone. That was our Slash and Title parents, and if you liked this video, then let me know by hitting that like button because it really helps my channel grow.