BIL has some kind of obsession with a particular famous person who has been accused of sexual assault; he posts regular provocative Facebook posts about it, often derogatory about the woman who has made the allegation. I occasionally comment that we can never know for sure but otherwise keep out of it. On one of them recently however, he extended this to bitching about the #MeToo movement, how trial by media is outrageous, that people should not just believe whatever women say, not even as a starting point when they talk about what has (allegedly?!) happened to them.
I tried to debate and had barely said anything at all except that it was positive that people were becoming more aware of violence against women, and he was really nasty. He and a Facebook friend of his basically started saying I was incapable of identifying any rational aspect of any argument - and also generalising that to all women - and just made it very personal too, it got really misogynistic and I could barely believe what I was reading.
DH told me to just ignore him. I told DH it was fucking outrageous and he should have stood up for me. I got so angry I blocked BIL on Facebook. When BIL text DH to ask if things were ok, DH just said yes it’s fine. I told DH that standing by and letting BIL speak like that about women was unacceptable, and we had an argument about male privilege, which ended in him storming out, then storming back into the room again with clenched fists and screaming at me “you ungrateful bitch, you fucking cunt” pacing towards me until I actually put 999 on my phone and held it up with my finger ready to call, and he stopped instantly. I pointed out the irony when he’d calmed down.
DH is now super apologetic etc etc, says he will never do it again, will always stand up to BIL if he speaks to me like that again. So now there is this huge tension between me and BIL and I don’t know how we will ever be able to meet up in future and it be normal again.
This was a couple of weeks ago and I can’t get over it. Was I unreasonable? Should I have just shut up and kept the peace?
Today is 5 year anniversary of when I was raped, DH hasn’t remembered and is wondering why I look so sad. The police didn’t believe me when I reported.