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Mother-In-Law Stories
January 10, 2006
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I've enjoyed reading
others' stories. I don't feel quite as alone now. My mother is
the person who causes me the most heartache. She is very manipulative,
impulsive, immature and controlling. Here is one story of how she
sucked much joy out of one of the happiest days of my life. When
DH and I got engaged, she wasn't thrilled. She didn't think I was
"old enough" to get married (even though when I got engaged
I was 23 and a college graduate with a full time job!). She was
19 when she got married, and NEVER went to college or even lived
on her own. So, I thought that she would be proud of me - wrong!
Then, to make matters worse, about 4 months after we got engaged
my hubby had a falling out with his roommates at the time and decided
to move out, so he moved in with me about 6 months before the wedding.
I didn't tell my folks because they would freak! But, my mother
somehow suspected what was going on and started surveilling my apartment
to see if his car was there. Then she'd pop in while I was at work
to catch him there. She confronted me about it, yelling and sobbing,
and told me that my DF would just mooch off of me the rest of my
life and he'd never respect me. To this day I don't know why she
said that - he had his own job and money. And, what's funny now
is that I stay at home with our child, while he supports us! My
mother and father were mostly upset that I was fornicating. They
had us come out to their house to "discuss" this problem
of sex before marriage. We argued for over 8 hours straight! I
kid you not. It is humiliating to have your private affairs discussed
when you're almost 24 years old. And, then my siblings (they are
much younger than I) were dragged into the mix, where I had to "tell
them" what sinful thing I had been doing. My little (12 years
old at the time) sister asked, "Are you a slut if you have
sex before you get married?" To which my mother replied, "Yes."
So, there I was, a "slut" in front of my entire family.
What's funny is that I waited until I was 23 to lose my virginity
to the man whom I married. Now, 7 years later, all my siblings
have lost their virginity before the age of 19, and my parents don't
surveil their houses or have "discussions" about this.
If that wasn't hard enough, they told me that I couldn't have my
sisters in the wedding as bridesmaids if he and I continued to live
together! They threatened to call the priest who would perform
our ceremony and tell him not to let us marry, etc. DH had to move
out just so I could have my own family in the wedding and keep our
wedding date, church, etc. The day of the wedding my mother was
a drama queen and made me a nervous wreck. I did enjoy my day because
DH and I were so happy to start our life together, but there are
parts of that day that she ruined completely, and it's hard to forgive
her for that. She still tries to tell me how to run my life and
uses guilt and manipulative ploys to get her way. It felt really
good to get it off my chest. Thanks for listening.
Signed - Black Sheep
of the Family
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I have been married for
ten years to a man who has two older brothers. Yup, I married the
baby in the family. He is wonderful, really, but he is such a mama's
boy. It's pathetic. My MIL can't stand the oldest DIL. Actually,
they both hate each other with a purple passion. The one who is
married to the middle son had such a hard time with the ILs that
she took her DH and ran 700 miles to her family. So, when I got
married, guess who got stuck with them? You guessed it. She has
her favorites, especially the grandchildren who look like her or
her son's side of the family, The others, well she doesn't really
pay attention to them. She uses me constantly. They said that
they were going to move to another place and that we could move
into their old place and that they would take all of their things.
Well, they did move out and I moved in. While I thought that they
were going to take their things out little by little until it was
all gone, they just left all their little knickknacks and most of
their things here. Then, she started bringing more stuff, saying
that her place is just too small. So, now I have shelves filled
with worthless bean bag toys (not the old ones with value, but the
ones that are not worth 1 dollar) among other countless piles of
junk that I always have to try to hide somewhere because I just
can't stand looking at everything. She never transferred her mail,
and she does not have a washer and dryer at her place. So, even
though they live about thirty miles away, they (I mean she) makes
it a point to come every week to do her laundry and look through
her mail. She is an old lady, but not so old that she cannot be
independent. But, she likes to pretend that she is much older.
I know women who are much older than her who can do more for themselves
and their family, instead of always smothering their children.
She is exactly like the mother on "Everybody Loves Raymond"
TO THE TEE, and her husband is the same as the father on that show.
If my MIL does not have food prepared for her man, the world might
stop spinning. When she is here, her favorite game to play is twenty
questions. "Ok, who called? Who came by? Where is my mail?
What are we gonna eat? What are you doing on the computer? Let
me see, too. How much is your income check this month? Why is
this and what about that?" I swear, this woman does not stop.
The oldest SIL said to me, "Wow, she never asks me all those
questions. Actually, on those rare occasions when she does come
over, she and I don't really speak. She just hangs out with her
son and the kids." So, then I realized that it is only me
whom she leaches on, but why is it that she needs to know who called
my house and how much money I make? She wants to know every little
detail of my life from the moment I wake up to the moment I go to
bed. When she is not here, she will call here 4 or 5 times a day
and ask those same twenty questions over and over again. When there
is nothing left for me to say, then she starts asking me about the
oldest DIL's life, because she is too afraid to ask her herself.
I am so fed up with this because it has been going on for so long
and my DH will just say, "Oh, she is a crazy old lady. Don't
pay attention. Just forget about it. She does those things because
she likes you better than the other DILs." He just doesn't
want to hear me complain. I feel as if I have lost love for him.
I look at him and all I see is her. I feel like I am trapped because
I don't want my young children to go through a divorce or a separation.
She comes here to sew clothes for herself because she is too cheap
to buy clothes, and sometimes she will decide to stay over for a
few days without her DH. She sleeps on my couch and then every
time she comes over for a few days she brings something for me to
keep. She will say things like, "Keep these pillows here so
that the next time I come to stay, they will be here," or,
"Don't let the kids reach my toothbrush. I am leaving this
one here so that when I come over, it will aaaalllwwwaayyyyss be
here." I feel that either she wishes that I was her wife,
or that my DH was her DH. Anyway, you see, I know that she wants
my life because her life is so miserable. When I tell all of this
to the middle DIL, she says,"Why do you think I got the he!!
out of Dodge?" And even the oldest DIL treats me like cr@p,
She is always so jealous, and she thinks that my MIL buys me special
things and gives me special attention because she is always around.
But, she hates my MIL, so I tell her that there is nothing to be
jealous of. I mean, if she wants her, she can have her. I have
put up with a lot over the years, and my friends think that I am
nuts for staying so long. I just wish that she would butt out,
just a little bit.
Signed - Married To A
Mama's Boy
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Worst gift: The best
gift I've ever received was from my alcoholic grandmother. She
and my grandfather were quite the partiers in their day. Once,
they attended a toga party and had their picture taken in their
togas. Then, for Christmas they took this photo, made copies, cut
the copies up and put them into sandwich baggies to distribute as
"jigsaw puzzles" for the grandchildren's Christmas gifts.
Very, very thoughtful!
Signed - Not Too Close
With My Grandma For Understandable Reasons
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