My SIL has been a complete handful from day one. She is a crazy narcissistic miserable selfish boozehag who thrives on drama and negativity. She comes from a very unstable family and has married into a very loving, close and warm family. But rather than be grateful at finally having some loving stability she can't help but bitch and moan about us and make snidey remarks and recently just make up lies about us all.
She keeps telling my brother she doesn't love him and can't be bothered to work at their marriage. They have two very young children together and he really wants things to work out between them because he loves her. But recently she has said terrible things about all of us. She's always been bitchy and every time she has put me down or insulted me I haven't responded so as to keep family bonds strong. But lately she has told my brother she doesn't like my relationship with my mum because we are so close, she thinks I'm superficial, she doesn't like me going to my parents house when they are visiting them because she doesn't want to 'share' their attention. She has said awful things about my parents and I am absolutely furious. I only know because my brother has sought advice/comfort from me and I haven't reacted so as not to break his confidence or cause further rows between them.
But by not having my right to reply and by feeling like a total doormat for several years already I am so so so so angry, I want to give her some home truths and for once have my say and tell her what a horrid spiteful liar she is. I'm angry she's hurting my brother and parents, I'm angry I can't do anything about it, I'm angry at the thought of her once again getting the upper hand over me because I 'can't' respond.
She is complete scum. She is a manipulative, heartless bully and I have given her so many chances I feel like an utter mug. She thinks she can talk to me any way she pleases and say disgusting things about me because she mistakes my loyalty and love for weakness.
So do I finally vent, have my say, strip her down a peg or two and feel an enormous sense of satisfaction at her finally being told what a fool she is. Or do I carry on sucking it up and getting a frickin stomach ulcer from all the rage I have swirling around? [OP edited by MNHQ]