Hello all!
Please help me make sense of my relationship with my mother in law.
The basic truth is, I do not like her very much.
She has one subject of her conversation: herself; she complains constantly about everything; she reads cheap tabloid press and believes in it as it was documentary evidence (I am a historian... can not tell you how much this faith in the popular press grates me); hates 'the poor' and the 'immigrants' when most of her family lives on benefits (I am not British and worked and paid taxes in this country since 1997 so, in fact, I am actively subsidising members of her family but...) she takes her other granddaughter on holiday with her twice a year whereas my children have not even been taken for a day out; she smokes like a chimney and her house smells like an ashtray; as soon as I have given birth she has stopped buying me anything for my Christmas or birthday because 'presents are for children now'; she resents us for being happy and living in 'a happy bubble' when we have actually chosen to see the positive in our situation (which has good sides and bad sides, like most) and make the best of it.
I have tried really hard to make friends and be nice, including taking her on holidays to my parents to my home country (I am from Tuscany) where olive groves, rolling hills and Florence palaces were all lost to her because there was not 'proper tea' anywhere and you can not eat dinner at 4.30 in the afternoon in Florence. And of course she has never invited my parents back.
I have really tried - I think - she would talk to me for a whole afternoon and then she would say that she does not want anybody to get close to her; for the past few eyars the hone calls were all about how much she hated caring for her dad (who was really sweet) and when the poor man died then the phone calls morphed in 'poor me now I have no-one' with zero memory of all the poison she spat out at him in the past.
So now I have backed off a little - when she calls I let my husband speak to her but I dread the moment when she is coming to visit - she is completely normal when mo OH is around but as soon we're on our own the monologue of complaint begins!
And yet... I am sorry because I wish that we could have a better relationship ... but it looks like the only role she wants me to have is just listen to the torrent of grief/hatred and shake my head pupet-like at regular intervals...
so there, what should my tactic be to have a better relationship?