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After I refused to give my mom my chance, she invited me to a family meeting. When I arrived,

After I refused to give my mom my chance, she invited me to a family meeting. When I arrived, they had lawyers ready to force me to sign it over, but the moment they handed me the papers, I smiled and said, funny. I brought someone to the door opened and I never expected to be here. Sitting across from my own mother and the rest of my so-called family, watching them try to steal what was rightfully mine. #aita #redditstories #redditreadings #games #reddit #storytime  But here I was. Let me take you back a bit. My dad was the only real parent I had growing up. He wasn't perfect, but he worked hard, took care of me, and most of all, he was fair. My mom, on the other hand, she was selfish, manipulative, and always played the victim. They divorced when I was a kid and honestly, it was the best thing that could have happened to him when dad passed away last year, it was sudden heart attack, no warning. One day we were talking about finally going on that fishing trip to Canada and the next I was picking out his casket. It wrecked me, but what came after that was almost worse. His will was clear. Everything was left to me. The house, the savings, the investments, everything. He had made sure of it because he knew what my mom was like. He even told me once, she'll come after it, son, be ready. I thought I was, but I underestimated just how low she would go. Not even a week after the funeral, she started calling. At first it was the fake concern. How are you holding up, sweetheart? Then it turned into guilt tripping. You know, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have had the life your father gave you. And finally, straight up demands. You need to do the right thing and split it with your family. By family, she meant herself, her husband, who she married two years after leaving Dad and their two golden children, my half siblings. People who barely spoke to my dad. People who never lifted a finger to help him even when he was in the hospital. I told her no. Over and over. That's when things got ugly. She started showing up at my house, unannounced, banging on the door. When I stopped answering, she had my half sister leave. Long dramatic voicemails about how I was tearing this family apart. Then came the threats. She claimed she would contest the will, that she would drag this through the courts for years. I held my ground. Then out of nowhere, I got an invitation to a family meeting. That should have been my first red flag. My family never met for anything unless it was to cause drama, but something about it felt different. The wording was off too formal. I almost didn't go, but then something in my gut told me I needed to see what they were up to. When I walked into my mom's house that day, I knew immediately that I had walked into an ambush. The living room was set up like some kind of courtroom. My mom sat in the center next to her husband smug as ever. My half-siblings were there too, looking way too pleased with themselves. And then there were the two men in suits, lawyers...., #redditstories #mildrama #toxicfamily #aita #storytime #relationshipdrama #familyconflicts #crazymil #entitledparents #redditaita #truestory #StepmomStory #toxicrelatives #redditreadings #RedditConfessions