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Mother-In-Law Stories
December 13, 2006
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It's been a merciful two
years since I've seen the ILs, and now I have to see them AGAIN
for an entire 10 days. I feel that after this week and a half of
torture, I'm really going to need this site and a strong sedative.
Here is a run down of all the horror of last time. First of all,
last time I saw THEM I got off the plane and MIL told me that I
had gained weight. I was going to try to let the comment roll off,
but then she wouldn't drop it and gave me numerous clippings of
articles from magazines about how to lose weight. She talked non
stop about how unhealthy my lifestyle is the whole time I was there!
I'm 5'8, 150 pounds! I also work out four days a week. NOBODY
ELSE has ever called me fat in my life, and even if I was huge,
it's just not good manners to comment on somebody's weight! The
next horrific thing I had to endure were the "parties"
that I had go to not understanding anything. You see, MIL and FIL
are from another country and I don't speak the language very well,
but yet I was dragged to every party they were invited to (one every
night), and was forced to sit at the table while they talked nonstop
in their language. They left me out and laughed whenever I tried
to say something in their language. This would be ok for two hours
or something, but trying to translate stuff in your head and trying
your best to follow a conversation that you only half understand
gets difficult after 6 hours. To top it all off, whenever some
nice person tried to start a conversation with me or tried to help
me learn the language (which I'm trying to do), MIL would butt in
and cut them off or start a conversation in the other language with
the other person at lightning speed, totally leaving me out. If
that's not enough, then she told me and everyone at one of her "parties"
(in English, so she was sure that I understood it) that I'm getting
old and need to have kids. I'm in my mid 20's, and do want kids,
but I feel I have time and need to focus on my career now! Of course,
I was too embarrassed when she said that to respond, so I just shuddered
on the inside and excused myself to go to the bathroom for as long
as I could manage (I should have said I was violently ill, and caught
the next flight home). She also felt the need to criticize the
way I dress and said that I don't dress up enough! This was because
I had to go out to a "party" brunch one day in the jogging
pants that I had slept in because SHE put all my other clothes in
the washing machine, THEN told me that we were going out in 15 minutes.
Oh, and did I mention that she put me to work while I was there?
Not just cleaning and cooking (which my DH and I split at home,
but that I would expect to do at their house), but also by addressing
envelopes and doing clerical stuff for their family business while
my DH watched TV. So, basically I was working all day doing stupid
clerical stuff and cleaning their house (needless to say, I didn't
get paid for any of it), and was dragged out to social events, where
I was humiliated, criticized and ignored. If this is a repeat of
last time, I'm never going out there again.
Signed - Is It Any Wonder
We See Them Only Every Other Year?
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Frequent
Fry Her TM - birdy,
3 of 4 needed/Posted: 13-DEC-06
About 5 years ago, right after my DH proposed, I
found out that I was pregnant. As soon as FSIL had found out, she
started demanding a paternity test. I never did anything to make
anyone think that I was fooling around. But, she even went as far
as to say that she was going to take some strands of hair from a
brush that I had left at her house and some hair from my DH while
he was sleeping. FDH was furious and told her to mind her own business.
He said that there was no need. It was eventually dropped a few
days later, but I stopped leaving things at her house. Now my DD
is 4, and there is no mistaking that she is his.
Signed - Too Much CSI?
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My MIL is presently visiting.
I always dread her visits because of her stinging tongue. Although,
the last few visits were more pleasant than I expected. Nonetheless,
I prayed for this visit beforehand. For the last 4 days I have
had to be nothing but kind and a good listener. Despite my efforts,
all I have heard is that I cannot do anything right. I am foolish
because I am a self-proclaimed "shy" person. I ruined
Thanksgiving because I could not go to my BIL's house. I ruined
my nephew's birthday because I said that I would go to it, then
something came up and I could not. I ruined summer vacation because
I "made" my DH take us to a large, famous family theme
park during the middle of the week while we were at MIL's, and we
did not need to go to there again this year because we had already
been there the year before. Finally, at 6 tonight she started really
laying into me hard. She said that my DH and I were not a team
and that we do not really love each other. She said that it's been
three years and we still do not come together as one person. She
said that I need to decide if the marriage is really working because
in her opinion it is not, nor is the marriage going to last. As
I sat there listing in wonderment, I got to the point where I could
not take her opinion anymore, and I started crying. I said, "Maybe
I am just a bad person." And she said, "Maybe you are."
For the last 2 hours I have been in the corner of my bathroom crying,
and I guess . . .
Signed - Hiding
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