My stepdad actually thought I could play therapist with my screwed-up stepsiblings. Yeah, right. They were at each other's throats 24/7, and he dumps the whole mess on me. Fine. I was ready to do whatever the fuck it took to shut them up. I tried the "nice conversation" thing, and it blew up in two seconds flat. But that's when it hit me. I finally saw the real problem. They don't hate each other, they ...
