Again I could write a novels and don't want to be outed but. 'what degree did you do?,
Oh dear one of the useless ones then.
And my poor son, he has to help out with everything at home doesn't he, not only the cooking but looking after the children (his children) cleaning the house (his house), even having to help in the garden (his garden)...
She's made comments, disparaging comments about the size of his man hood 🤔🤔👿👿 in front of him.
Lost my df, a few weeks later it was my bday but I had to go ad sort his house out. I wasn't sure whether to take the dc with me or leave them with pils again (which they hate they always cry after and beg us not to leave them so we only do it when desperate really like when df died). I decided I would like them with me on my bday and we re gigged our schedule to make sure we did fun things with them. Fil said.. 'oh great poor kids, what are they going to do sing happy birthday to mum on the m 40 when they could be with us having fun'. Df was last close family member to go.
Mil didn't say a word about df passing, not a sorry... A card, flowers.. A kind word... Nothing. She came over scowled at me.. Then said a few hours later 'so have you sorted his stuff yet'.
14 years and she has never asked me about my dm, nothing and if my dc mention her (she passed away before they weren't born) Mil scowls and cuts across them. She then saw a picture on the wall and said.. 'Mrs auden is that your dm?,
I said yes and she said a very half surprised half haughty... Oh.
That was the only reference or vocal sound
she has ever made about my poor dm.
And yet I have always tried to encourage dh to see them, the dc... To pop in. I have made huge efforts with her dm, dh granny.... And now... Having watched df die.. I just think life is too short to put up with it.
ethyred do you mean your disgusted by the sheer nastiness many of us have to put up with, by sheer fault of falling in love? Or you don't like us re counting stories about it.
Because mn and sharing the sheer pain has been a life line for me.