My ex partner had a son and he was the nastiest little fucker I ever met. True mirror of his dad. Little shit used to bite my face and head but my nose at every chance. Well coached by his dad. Nothing I could to to change it really.
My ex partner’s judgement bred the kid, not the dad. Her hate for her ex bred a disaster child. Nothing I could do to change it.
Good to know what you can and can’t change in life. Makes living with love so damn easy.