My in-laws are any persons worst nightmare. I can't even begin to describe what I have been through with my husbands family. And with me being pregnant, this stress from them has not helped. It started with the wedding, my husband didn't want a girl coming that was dating his step-brother. He kept trying to tell his step mother that she was not welcome at our wedding and she wasn't getting the picture. She wouldn't let it go, so he asked me to explain it to her since, I can say things alot nicer than he could and get his point accross. Well some how, I ticked this lady off. Even my father-in-law (her husband) agreed with me, that I was very tactful. But my step-mother-in-law decided to start questioning other people we had on our guest list, and starting making all kinds of snide comments, and I put her in her place. I told her it was our wedding and that I didn't appreciate her questioning my guest list, and that if she didn't like it, she didn't have to come. Well it got worse from there. This all started in August of this year mind you, now we're all the way in October and it hasn't stopped. It all spun out of control, to the point where this woman didn't allow her husband, to come to his own sons wedding because she didn't like me. On top of that, these people that are suppose to be my family, started taking low blows, because I wouldn't budge. I wasn't going to give in and go, this is what this lady wants, so lets just shut her up and give in. It wasn't her wedding and I didn't feel I should have to give in and I was acting on behalf of what my husband wanted. I started getting attacked and I retaliated, which was my mistake, I shouldn't have fed into their immaturity. I said some mean things, and they did too. But I can honestly say, anything I said to them, was in defense to the things they had said to me. I'm not one to go off the deep end unless I'm attacked. Somehow my religion got thrown out there, other things I had told them in confidence, in private conversations had gotten slammed in my face. Needless to say, the wedding still went on. But not without the "cheerleading squad" campaining against it. His dad and step mom didn't come because they didn't condone us marrying. Which was actually quite sad, it hurt my husband beyond belief. I tried really hard to even apologize and get them to come to the wedding, for my husbands sake, because I knew he wanted his father there. But his father didn't show up. I really think his father would have been there, if it had not been for his wife who controls his every move. Anyways, the step mom was being really immature, and then tried "apologizing" but I knew this womans motives. See before I met her, my husband warned me she was crazy and not to trust her and I should have listened. Her motive for the apology was to see this baby, she knew full well that both my husband and I did not want our child around this woman. She has said some horrible things to my husband and his siblings, she's used them as weapons and has tried to hurt them emotionally, any opportunity she has had. So we felt that for the best of interest of our child, she should not be near our child. So the apology was like pathetic, first of all, she posted it on myspace for everyone to see. Saying that she was sorry and that God had forgiven her and that she knows we will all be together, and that she had continued turning her office into a nursery because she knew that God would let her see this baby and have mercy on her. And I was appauled. I'm like, she just apologized, and on that note decided to continue on with the nursery? Okay, that didn't have motive written all over it. Then before I knew it, my husbands younger sister went and got involved. She started attacking me out of the blue one day, she even apparently called my husband days before the wedding and gave him all the reasons why he should not marry me. MIND YOU, she was one of my bridesmaids. Isn't that nice of a bridesmaid to do? Try to get your husband not to marry you. Meanwhile I had no idea she did these things until a few weeks ago, more than a month after the wedding. I had no idea she hated me that badly, or she wouldn't have been a bridesmaid. And I did not to her, what should have be an issue between Thomas, me his father and step mother, bled over into his sister. Meanwhile, while this is all going on, my husbands REAL mother, was another issue. She is overly possessive and controlling. She didn't agree with half the things I chose for the wedding, she put down most of the decisions we had made, and even went so far as to go behind my back to our DJ and tried to get him to play a song she had at her wedding, that I specifically told her I did not want played at my wedding. Thank God our DJ called us to verify that my mother-in-law said that I wanted this song to be played, I laughed and was like thank goodness you called because if I had heard the song, the wedding would have stopped dead in the tracks and I would have made a fool out of her. She also somehow received our marriage license copies, and then neglected to give us the original. Her exact words to me were "I filed your marriage license away because I didn't want you guys to lose it". And that insulted me, I can handle my own things, I am a big girl, my mother taught me well, and I would never lose my marriage license. I have a filing cabinet too. But I was never offered if I wanted my marriage license or if I wanted her to file it, she just took it upon herself. She was even talking crap at the wedding, and NOT ONE person from his side of the family complimented my mom or me on the wedding. We put it together ourselves and not one of them said "it was gorgeous" or "good job". NOTHING, from anyone!!! And my wedding was gorgeous!! So then I started finding text messages to my husband from his mom, putting me down. Not terribly bad, but pretty bad. And I was like, damn, even if I did say or do something wrong...Has anyone taken into consideration that I am pregnant and have definately lost my mind somewhere? That my hormones are wacked and I can't barely remember my own name, and I'm not even joking, I called myself by my sisters name the other day. Now thats bad. Well it got even worse. His sister came at me again. This time posting a blog on myspace for hundreds of people to see, and she slammed me good. I can't even begin to describe the horrible things she said about me, and none of it was factual in any way shape or form. She said my husband married me because I got pregnant, not true. She said I married him for his money, not true. We have no money, I had my car before I got with him and it's nicer and newer and worth more than his. His credit is screwed, mine is not. He has repos, collections in huge amounts from credit card companies, etc. I don't have any of that. I am not materialistic however, and would never be with someone because of money. Money doesn't matter to me, and I'm quite frankly tired of being accused my being a gold digger when we're bouncing the bank account almost every week, half our bills are ALWAYS late, and I haven't bought groceries in over two weeks because I can't afford it, and I'm on WIC and Food Stamps, but I'm a gold digger right??? She called me a whore, which I am far from. She called me a pill popper, drunk. I don't take pills and I don't drink. Not even before I got pregnant did I drink. I partied when I was 16 though 18, and it was enough to last me a lifetime, trust and believe. So I've been way far pass that whole partying drinking thing. I would prefer to sit at home and play cards or jenga than go to a bar. I hate pills, and I hate people who take them. So that one was just laughable. But then she said she wouldn't be surprised if I was still pregnant and that the baby may come out biracial. Nice one, real lady like. I don't know what world she's living in, but I've only been with my husband, so it's definately his. She said she'd like to knock my teeth into, and also told me to go play in traffic. Mind you, I have still yet to say anything to this girl. I haven't came at her, attacked her or retaliated to the things she said, because she is ingorant. However, hundreds of people read her little blog, and I know alot of those people know me. My own brothers wife, was on facebook, saw my husbands sister status as "check out my blog on myspace" so my brothers wife did, and saw the horrible things she said about me, and she called me and said "did you see what his sister said about you". And I didn't even know until she called me. Do you realize how many people saw that? This girl knows alot of people. And now I have to walk around town, which it's a small town, and have people look at me like I'm a bad mom or something. And I'm not. I've been deeply hurt by his family, I lose sleep over it. I have to count sheep, literally, so I can fall asleep. I have zero ambition to do anything. My house is a mess, which isn't like me, I'm such a neat freak it's always clean. I cry all the time, I don't go to certain places because I'm afraid to see people that might believe the things this girl wrote. If I pull into a gas station and see people I know, I will go to the next gas station or until I find one thats empty because I don't want to see anyone. I'm hurting inside, the things eat at me like a demon that wont go away. Sometimes I can't eat, sometimes I get so upset I start throwing up. Sometimes I start shaking and cry myself to sleep. I've lost myself in all this, and I'm so sad and depressed and lost. I'm trying so hard to not feed into his crazy family, to just worry about me and our child. So I don't feed into her blogs, and I don't talk to them, and I try and pretend it all didn't happen, but it did, and it hurts. And I can't let go, and I just want to forget and I wished they would all go away and leave me and my husband alone. I just want to be happy, and I can't. I pray every night for some type of relief. I need help.
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