Sadly, I feel like I can relate. I did not grow up with my real parents, I'm only getting to know my real father now. But when I grew up I was often given the feeling that my opinion matters less worth than that of their real children. My real father is different, he lets me make up my own mind and does so many things simply because they make me happy and even though he finds the tasks beneath him.
I guess I have the duty to inform you that you have just stumbled into one ongoing potentially dangerous situation.