I Do Take Thee… But Not Your Nasty Family!
November 26th 2006 05:44
Firstly, I need to make it clear before I say anything ELSE that the nasty family members I will discuss have NOTHING to do with my current boy and his family who, incidentally are absolute gems but I’ll come to that later.
It seems when it comes to in-laws, the norm is to have at least one torturous relationship. People always talk about the Mother-In-Law from hell, many of you nice boys out there may have been dragged to see Robert Luketic’s Monster-In-Law (mine refused) and most of us probably had a good laugh but didn’t actually realise that there are people out there like that!
My first proper boyfriend’s Mum and I got along well but his Father always gave me the impression he thought “his boy” could do better, Perhaps, he wanted him to have a nice, blonde, Australian girl. It wasn’t a big deal. We got along on the surface and I loved him, he loved me and both parents respected that.
My last proper boyfriend (before this one) came with Future-Mother-In-Law-From-Hell! He and I got along great and she pretended to for a while. I tried to ignore her air of self-importance, knowing deep down it was based on her own insecurities and not mine.
I had just finished school and turned 18 and I purchased myself a pretty decent camera. It was probably the first valuable thing I’d ever bought for myself and I was feeling a suitable amount of pride when I went over to their house with it. My boyfriend’s brother had a look at it and concluded that it was the same as the one they had, when FMILFH heard this, she was vehement in denying that our two cameras might be the same.
She took the cameras and placed them side by side, Umm-ing and Ahh-ing until eventually she yelled out “But does yours have a date function?” to which I replied “No” and she retorted “See!” with a very satisfied grin on her face. I didn’t have the heart to tell her I really couldn’t care less!
There were many other reasons this woman made my life a misery, even to this very day, as I am still friends with her son. She is one of those mothers who refers to herself and her husband as “Mummy” and “Daddy” and her 23 and 24-year-old boys as “her babies” or “the kids”. The above incident is just one example of how she tried to make me feel second-rate to her, the good thing is that now she’s no longer my problem!
My in-laws now are the most beautiful people you will ever meet. His Mother is one of the sweetest, most accepting, most genuinely good people to ever grace this Earth. The rest of his family have also welcomed me with open arms whilst I collapsed (with relief) into them. Marrying into their family will be just another blessing among many but the question is, if they weren’t so lovely, would it matter?
Would you ever choose not to marry someone because of their family?
Would you ever make someone choose between you or their family?
Have you ever had experience with the in-laws from hell?
Share the good, the bad and the ugly!
* Poster from Wikipedia
** Cranky Old Women from Flickr
It seems when it comes to in-laws, the norm is to have at least one torturous relationship. People always talk about the Mother-In-Law from hell, many of you nice boys out there may have been dragged to see Robert Luketic’s Monster-In-Law (mine refused) and most of us probably had a good laugh but didn’t actually realise that there are people out there like that!
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My first proper boyfriend’s Mum and I got along well but his Father always gave me the impression he thought “his boy” could do better, Perhaps, he wanted him to have a nice, blonde, Australian girl. It wasn’t a big deal. We got along on the surface and I loved him, he loved me and both parents respected that.
My last proper boyfriend (before this one) came with Future-Mother-In-Law-From-Hell! He and I got along great and she pretended to for a while. I tried to ignore her air of self-importance, knowing deep down it was based on her own insecurities and not mine.
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I had just finished school and turned 18 and I purchased myself a pretty decent camera. It was probably the first valuable thing I’d ever bought for myself and I was feeling a suitable amount of pride when I went over to their house with it. My boyfriend’s brother had a look at it and concluded that it was the same as the one they had, when FMILFH heard this, she was vehement in denying that our two cameras might be the same.
She took the cameras and placed them side by side, Umm-ing and Ahh-ing until eventually she yelled out “But does yours have a date function?” to which I replied “No” and she retorted “See!” with a very satisfied grin on her face. I didn’t have the heart to tell her I really couldn’t care less!
There were many other reasons this woman made my life a misery, even to this very day, as I am still friends with her son. She is one of those mothers who refers to herself and her husband as “Mummy” and “Daddy” and her 23 and 24-year-old boys as “her babies” or “the kids”. The above incident is just one example of how she tried to make me feel second-rate to her, the good thing is that now she’s no longer my problem!
My in-laws now are the most beautiful people you will ever meet. His Mother is one of the sweetest, most accepting, most genuinely good people to ever grace this Earth. The rest of his family have also welcomed me with open arms whilst I collapsed (with relief) into them. Marrying into their family will be just another blessing among many but the question is, if they weren’t so lovely, would it matter?
Would you ever choose not to marry someone because of their family?
Would you ever make someone choose between you or their family?
Have you ever had experience with the in-laws from hell?
Share the good, the bad and the ugly!
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* Poster from Wikipedia
** Cranky Old Women from Flickr
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