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Mother-In-Law Stories
March 6, 2008
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I am very upset with my
DF. We are soon to be married, and I have had conversations with
him many times about how intrusive his mother is and how unnecessary
it is for her to know EVERYTHING about us. She is the caregiver
to our 6 month old son during the day. I am very grateful for this,
but this puts us in a position where we see her on a daily basis.
When we see her, or when she calls us, she does not have a lighthearted
conversation with us (like asking us HOW we are doing). She talks
to us about WHEN we are going to do things, WHAT we are going to
be doing, and WHAT she needs to do to help. She is very needy,
and is constantly prying for ways to be included in our lives.
I feel like she is constantly doing things to compete with me.
Her intrusive nature opens the door for her to pry for information
that is just not her business! Just the other day, she asked me
about some VERY confidential info that was discussed in my home
regarding my family. I asked her how she got that info, and she
said that her son told her. This tore me up! This was info that
was NOT her business, NOR was it any of my DF's business to share
with anyone. He said that it just slipped. DF is a man of few
words, and I think it just slipped because she pries all the time
about everything. When he has nothing else to say, things just
slip. I did not sign up to be best friends with his mom. I signed
up to have a best friend trusting relationship with my DF. At this
point, I am so upset that I do not even know what to say to DF,
and I am thinking about rescheduling or calling off our wedding.
Signed - Very Upset
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Something that has helped
my DH and me TREMENDOUSLY is not telling MIL everything that goes
on in our lives. We tell her enough to make her feel informed,
but information about our love life, finances, careers, and future
plans are off limits. We don't have kids yet, but we've both agreed
that when we do, we will employ the same techniques of not sharing
too much, so that we are not receiving constant criticism, parenting
advice, or being gossiped about (which is my MIL's biggest problem
- she tells horrible lies). Acting warm yet distant toward her
- in an authentic, non-manipulative way - has also helped a little.
Signed - Hope This Helps
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Dear MIL,
I have been married to your DS for 6 years now. I have always been
there to take you to every Dr. appointment that you have had in
the 7 years that I have known you. While your other children are
off doing whatever they please, I am dragging all your cr@p around.
You insisted on driving everywhere for all your appointments, even
though you knew that you could not see. You call me up and cuss
me out. Feel free to cross any and all personal boundaries at any
time. Feel free to tell me what I do or don't need to buy. I wish
you would get a chauffeur. Stop expecting your son to come over
every day, wearing his tool belt, even after work. Continue to
dangle his inheritance over his head, if he doesn't behave according
to your rules. You expect your son and me to be there every day,
but when you have something else planned, like a vacation, we don't
have to come over (except to watch your house and feed your cat,
scoop the kitty litter, get your mail, etc.). But, you treat us
like cr@p. The rest of your family likes to show up once in a blue
moon, eat a nice dinner that you made for them, and then waltz out
and let me clean everything up and wash the dishes. I used to wash
your walls, clean your carpets and scrub your whole filthy house.
I have dragged your cr@p out of your basement so that YOU could
have a garage sale, but I am sick to death of you controlling and
badmouthing me. Now you can pay someone to do it. Let your DDs
do something. I am not your personal maid anymore, so screw you.
Signed - Yours Truly,
Bunny Feet
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