A brief background first.
A few years ago I was an unemployed single mother living in a 2 bedroomed council house on a rough, depressing estate. I had no money, no luxuries, no outlook on life.
Then a relative died suddenly and I was hit by an epiphany. I woke up one morning thinking "Life is far too short for this, stop being ridiculous, get off your arse and make something of yourself, tomorow isn't guaranteed to anyone"
And so I did. I smartened myself up, started applying for work, started eating properly and after a year or so, I was healthier, happier and I'd found a job. I didn't spend the extra money, I saved it in an account which would enable me to move off that shitty estate.
Now, around this time, I met someone and within a year, we had decided to move in together. I moved in with him, taking my savings with me and a few months later, we moved to another house. A lovely area, good schools and somewhere we'd both always wanted to live. (Nothing posh, just nice).
Anyway I am proud of myself, I have acheived a lot in just a short space of time. But yesterday I was visiting family and my mum said "You should be very grateful to your DH, he has been the making of you" and my aunts all nodded in agreement. One then said "If it wasn't for him, you'd still be living on (estate) and scrimping and saving for groceries".
I'm so fucking annoyed. And I'm upset. DH did not "make me", I made myself. I can't beleive everything I have worked for in the past few years has been put down to me "shacking up with a bloke".
FFS, can a woman not do well for herself in this day and age with "her man" taking all the credit??