This is a (ridiculously) long one I'm afraid.
As a bit of a back story....I absolutely doted on my parents all my life. I cooked and cleaned for them from my teens onwards. I dropped out of school before GCSE, due to issues with anxiety, but did my A-levels later in order to go to uni. I then gave up my chance to go to uni in order to support my parents due to their business failing, and set up and ran a new one for them. I just really loved them, and would genuinely have done anything for them.
But, I suffered with depression and severe anxiety from a very young age, and as a teenager used to get drunk a lot in order to cope, and I know this must have been difficult to live with.
I'm in my thirties now, I barely ever drink, I live a super healthy lifestyle, and have a high paid job despite my lack of qualifications, I'm happily married, and have a beautiful little baby. My parents have repeatedly reminded me over the years of what a mess I was, to the point I genuinely believed until very recently, that I was a terrible person for getting drunk with my friends, and being mentally ill. I full on hated myself for disappointing them.
As a side note, my mum's an alcoholic (I didn't drink in front of her) and I supported her through detox on more than one occasion, while my dad went out to work all the time to avoid her.
When DH and I first met, I was staying with my parents and DH was in an HMO. We decided to save a deposit for a rental together. We split our time between the two, butmy parents place was closer to work and DH was really happy getting to know my family. We were both grateful that they let us stay, so I still took care of all of the cooking and cleaning, plus contributed what I could with DH. DH also took care of the pets and garden, as they'd let it run to ruin. During this time, DH formed what we thought was a great relationship with my parents, particularly my dad. However, several things my dad said about me, really upset DH, as he kept making me out to be a hysterical mess, and basically saying DH could do better. He also told DH to take my dog to the woods, shoot him, and then tell me he'd run away. DH obviously told him that was horrific, and always defended me.
My parents had a self-employed contract which DH took over when my parents ran into legal trouble on a different contract...which tbh was entirely their fault. Initially, DH was covering the shifts, and my parents were still taking the profit from the job without DHs knowledge. Then they gave the contract to DH, making DH responsible for everything, but they still expected to take the profit. DH was furious they'd been making a profit off his work, behind his back, so he refused and has had the contract and full profit since, with my parents covering the odd shift when DH needs time off.
While we were staying with my parents, we suffered a miscarriage. DH took a night off work to look after me, and my parents covered the shift and docked his money for that night. Was this OK? It felt callous, but we accepted that he hadn't worked that night, regardless of the reason. If he worked anywhere else he probably wouldn't get paid under these circumstances, but they're my parents...so it just felt wrong?
When we got engaged, I asked my mum to help me plan the wedding, she said "owh, I've already had my wedding", which really stung and majorly pissed DH off. We ended up not having a wedding, just a registration, after which my parents invited us to their house for lunch. They then ate pork in front of my (Muslim) husband. They had never eaten it in front of him before then, although my dad frequently told him of any pork dishes he'd eaten that day/week/month...we initially thought it was innocent, as he sounded almost guilty, like it was an admission (DH is never preachy, but massively appreciated my parents never eating pork infront of him), but now it doesn't feel like it was innocent at all.
During my pregnancy, my parents were telling us how excited they were, but were nowhere to be seen, despite me being very ill and in alot of pain throughout and DH having to work constantly to get ready for the baby.
DH only managed to have a week off after my c-section as we couldn't afford my parents to cover any longer than that, and we could only have that week as MIL and SIL paid for it; so I was back to all usual housework duties plus taking care of our newborn alone, 8 days postop.
I nearly died during the c-section due to complications, and was really poorly. My parents visited 2 days after I came home with DS and complained about having to cover for DH, and didn't seem at all interested when hearing what happened in theatre. Since then, they've shown very little interest in DS (13 wo), they seem more interested in my brothers gf's son, but occasionally complain that they don't get to see DS enough.
Also, they're always telling us how much DS looks like DH...which he does, but he does look like me and my family members too. They've also very weirdly said that brothers-gfs-son reminds them of my grandad...despite him not being related. DH is concerned it's a race thing, which I really don't want to believe. Even thinking it makes me feel sick.
DH absolutely hates my parents at this point. He rants about them almost daily, and repeatedly goes over everything they've said and done, which is really stressful. He knows it upsets me, but he worries that I'll go back to thinking the sun shines out their arses if he doesn't constantly remind me that they're awful.
DH has just taken on someone else to cover for him at work when he needs time off. I feel guilty as I know they need the money, but DH keeps reminding me they didn't care when we were struggling and never did us any favours. He wants to go NC.
Would we be unreasonable to do so?
I do feel like it is probably the best thing to do, but I also worry that maybe it's my perspective that's off? Have I been expecting too much? Have I been wrong to be upset by the things they've said and done?
I get confused about whether I'm blaming myself because I've actually done something wrong, or just because I'm not right in the head.
Anyway, I'm so sorry this is so long and convoluted...I'm feeling really overwhelmed with it all. I could just really do with some unbiased perspectives. So...AIBU to go NC?