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I Rejected My Stepdad’s Birthday Gift Just to Keep My Real Dad Happy

I’m Michelle. I don’t live with my real dad—my parents split when I was young, and I’ve lived with my mom and stepdad Jack most of my life. Jack has always been there for me. He raised me, but I still love my real dad. We’ve kept a good relationship. I see him regularly, and I never wanted him to feel pushed out of my life.

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On my 21st birthday, Jack surprised me with a car. It was huge, and honestly, super generous of him. My dad gave me some gift cards, which I also appreciated. But I could see that my dad looked hurt seeing that contrast.

I didn’t want him to feel that way, so I told Jack I couldn’t accept the car. I tried to make it sound like I didn’t feel comfortable with such a big gift, but really, I cared about my dad’s feelings only. Here’s where it gets messy.

A little later, my dad went to Jack privately and asked if he could buy the car for his own son, my half-brother, who’s turning 18 this year. Imagine my horror when I found out. I was literally crushed.

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For years, I thought my dad was struggling financially, which is why his gifts to me were always small. I was fine with that because I thought he was doing his best. And then on the one day that was supposed to be about me, he went behind my back to try and make my gift about his other kid.

Right now, all I can think is: he wasn’t broke, he just decided I wasn’t worth it. Or am I just being overly sensitive about it? I can’t pretend like nothing happened because it hurt so much. Also, I can’t stop thinking that I offended Jack when I rejected his gift. What do I do?

Source: brightside.me

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