@ReallyNeedingSleep welcome. This place has saved me and helped me and my partner immeasurably with our relationships with Toxic Mother In Law. KeeP talking, we are all here for you.
@Fluffygoon I hear you. The thing about sons until they get a wife is exactly my situation with my vile mother in law. Like you, it's been so hard but I've pushed through. Those tips are exactly it. Takes the development of strategies and self care to lessen the impact. But, God, it’s exhausting when every one of us on this page just want a simple non-toxic life! But good on us all for challenging it.
I feel like i’m WINNING.
Happy Christmas, Hag!
So, yesterday we had the call from The Hag, the toxic coercive narcissist mother in law, regarding Christmas which she has weaponsised for years to make everyone’s life hell. She doesn't have a good life (by choice) so why should anyone else?
The usual Christmas was traditionally at my mum’s. Lovely house, countryside, food, wine, excess. Xmas is important to us as my dad died at Xmas 14 years ago which was really traumatic.
Hag, over the years, has been invited for a couple of days. Over the years her behaviour has got more and more vile making everything related to Christmas overshadowed by her vast reservoirs of spite.
Last Xmas, the Hag was at mum’s for 48 hours and behaved so appallingly (screaming, manipulation, drama) that mum, Mr Monkey and I vowed never to have her there ever again.
My mum not given to bad mouthing anyone said to me ‘she’s trying to split you up.’
Hag, of course, hasn't seen in any way that her behaviour was disgusting, and has in her entitled way thought it's business as usual. Some days out in the country in a lovely place being waited on hand and foot, and maybe by bullying everyone and playing mind games I'll be staying until 2 January.
So we had the first phone call at 10am yesterday ‘what am I doing for Christmas?’ and some bollocks about she’ll have to let the Carers know she’s away. 🙄 she had phoned twice before then but Mr Monkey didn't answer his mobile and deliberately doesn't have voicemail on his phone.
Mr Monkey answered he'd ring her today (Sunday) with the plans.
This wasn't good enough as she phoned again three hours later as we’re heading out for lunch.
Putting the pressure on, clicking her fingers.
He calmly restates, I'll phone you on Sunday which is what I said this morning.
He phones her this morning with the new plan:
‘We’re doing Christmas lunch here’
There is absolute silence at the end of the line as she runs the calculations through her toxic head and realises that she's been wrong footed and there is no trip to the country and Hag B&B. But, of course, she won't countenance that the change in routine is due to her vile behaviour.
And at NO point in the explanations of arrangement is there a thank you from her.
She does some fantastic word salad about needing to cancel the Carers for a few days.
Mr Monkey: ‘there’s no need as it's just lunch here on Xmas Day at about 3’
‘I’ll cancel them just the same’
‘That’s your choice’
Hag honestly thinks she's going to bully her way to my mum’s for a some Hag R&R over Xmas.
She starts asking about New Year.
‘We don't make a big thing about it’
Hag knows full well that we’ll have been enconsed in days of a blur of fine wine at my mum’s by 31 Dec. Obvious that she would like to be there.
As I said to MM after Xmas Hell 2021, Hag will never cross that particular threshold ever again.
He's in complete agreement.
She then started the time honoured routine of ‘don’t buy me anything’, ‘fine, we won’t’ then spitefully as Hag hates my sister in law probably as much as me:
‘tell her not to get me anything’
‘tell her yourself’
‘no, you tell her’ trying to drag him into the toxic game.
Hag ‘i’ll be giving you and Monkey £400 for Christmas’
‘Lovely, thank you.’
When coercion, guilt, emotional blackmail doesn't work, she moves into bribery.
Then we get into ‘I've not no clothes’ - she honestly looks like a tramp - but MM no longer feels guilty about it ‘well, you need to go shopping then’ ‘you don't know what it’s like’
He doesn't engage.
There's some discussion about a repair to her lair and a medical appointment.
He rings off.
10 seconds later she rings back.
‘Why did you ring? What did we talk about?’ selective memory is another weapon.
‘Appointments and Christmas. I phoned you to invite you here for Christmas lunch’
Drum roll...
Really nasty voice
‘No, I - with a VERY imperious I - had to ring you yesterday to ask what was happening at Christmas’.
Mr Monkey just laughs and puts down the phone.
Hard as it is to deal with her utter toxicity, it is absolutely brilliant to know that I will only have to endure two to three hours of her bullshit on Xmas Day and that we have taken back CONTROL.