I can't stand the woman. I try to be polite and she does too but deep down ugh!! I have no respect for her mainly because she is so ghetto. She tells inappropriate stories where ever she is and thinks its funny. She tells stories about how her deceased exhusband (but if u ask her she is a widow) used to steal things and sell drugs and use drugs etc. He was also physically abusive towards her. I also heard a rumor in H.S. that he sexually abused my husbands sister. I've never said anything about this to my husband. Well,this weekend my husband and his siblings were together talking about when they were kids. They mentioned that their step dad used to blow marijuana in their face. His mom actually tried to defend it by saying it was only a little bit because she was there. Like this makes it any better. Then they told her that he used to do it when she was not there too. They were about 5 or 6 yrs old. I dont know why but everyone was laughing about it. I was totally disgusted. I guess they had to laugh or else they would cry. My husband has told me his mom was a terrible mother but then at times he defends her like she is the virgin queen. My husband despite his family turned out great. He is a hard working person with no addictions and a loving husband, but I can't help but hate her. She latches on too my hubsand too much even grabbed his hand when my husband was holding mine, because she was afraid to fall. Ugh! I only thank God I only see her every now and then. I have many more MIL stories but will spare you.
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