This is more of an old situation bothering me again and it feels like my significant other (we're not married yet) just could care less about it still and possibly thinks it's my fault primarily. I really just want to vent out loud as a way to get it off my chest so here goes. When I first moved in with him, he had a daughter living with him who at the time was about to turn 17. I remember being excited thinking we were going to get along great because she was old enough that I assumed there wouldn't be any problems.