I’m 34M with three kids. Two with my current wife (33F) and one (14M) from my previous relationship. This is about my middle son (6M) and why I’m starting to feel like I’m walking on eggshells in my own home. The other morning, my wife wanted to go to Walmart for school stuff. My 6-year-old wanted to take his scooter to a local skate park. We’ve been there before, but it’s usually full of older kids moving fast, and it’s not safe. I tried to explain that to him calmly, using stuff he’d understand. Like how I’ve rented sports cars before but wouldn’t take them on a race track because it’s dangerous. I wasn’t yelling or being harsh. I was just trying to teach him something. He got upset and started crying. I was handling it. Then my wife jumped in saying, “It’s okay, he’s just a kid,” basically overriding what I was trying to explain. I asked her, respectfully, to let me handle the conversation. She didn’t like that. It turned into a full-blown argument. She called me a “mental patient” in front of the kids. She brought up this thing from 10 years ago involving my ex-wife and twisted it again into me being abusive. What really happened is I had to hold her back from going at my ex, and I got scratched in the process. But she’s retold that story so many times now that she believes her version. Later that night I was doing Uber to make some extra cash. She started blowing up my phone asking where I was, how much I made, why I was in the area where my son and my ex wife live..I sent her screenshots of my trips. She still acted like I was hiding something. This isn’t new. She questions me constantly, brings up old things that didn’t happen like she says they did, and makes me feel like I’m the problem no matter what I do. I already missed out on years with my oldest son and I promised myself I wouldn’t let that happen again. But it’s like I’m stuck in a different kind of trap now. I’ve already lost time with my oldest (14M) from my previous relationship. I promised myself I’d never miss being a father again. But lately, I feel like I’m stuck again I speak up, I’m aggressive. If I stay quiet, I’m weak. If I try to parent, I get interrupted. And when I finally set a boundary, I’m made out to be the bad guy. AITA for telling her to let me handle the talk with my son without stepping in? And for finally calling her out on the way she twists things when I’ve been silent for so long?