A woman confronts her stepdaughter over a violent scissors incident, claiming she was provoked and insisting on respect in the household. She frames herself as the authority figure and the stepdaughter as a threat to family dynamics.
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Did you go after— My husband's daughter. Your husband's sister and your husband's daughter. Absolutely not. The scissors were already in my hand at the time. I was telling him to get the hell out my house. Okay. No, no, no, no. Stand up. You went to get the scissors and if your daughter wasn't right there, you probably would've stabbed him. So you could stop lying. I promise you, if I wanted to cut you, you would've been cut. See, she was his only woman in his life, so to speak. So everything was about her until First Lady come. So things had to be, they had to be changed. I didn't care about that. I'm sorry, things just had to be changed. I require him to be a man. No, I did not allow him to buy you weed. And no, I'm not gonna allow him to kiss your ass. He don't do that. And bow down to you because you are a child. He don't do that. And that's where the disconnect came in. You know what I'm saying? 'Cause I got 3 girls of my own and you know that. I've never treated you no different from my kids. But you're gonna respect me. I never did not respect you. Oh, the devil is a liar.