Well I flopped hard at writing a post every day in May. We went to stay with family for a week and a half and I just got so depressed there to be honest. There is a particular member of my in laws who is excessively controlling and I just felt so anxious and upset in her presence the entire time. I had a stomach ache every day and every single thing I did was wrong.
When I visited my own mother I was told off when I got back to my in laws’. I am appalled and disgusted and am feeling hatred and disappointment and entrapment and at this point I don’t care who knows.
Which is a shame really because family is supposed to be fun and supportive.
Makes me hate visiting that side of the family to be honest.
So I gave up writing every day in May and there. That is all to say to be honest. I think said person is affecting my mental health now. Some mothers are just obsessive about their sons and some sons listen to their mothers and put their wives through hell and expect their wives to be ok with it because one must never upset a mother.
Well I am a mother now too and this is MY son and not hers and I am sick of being a doormat.
There.
I hope you had a good weekend.
I sure hope that writing this made you feel better. Stay strong, stay positive, and keep believing in yourself. After all, you son needs you.
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Thank you Frank, for your kind support.
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You tried – that is never a failure. Enjoy your baby.
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You’re right! And I can always try again. Thanks for the supportive words 🙂
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Sorry. I hope you can return to normal soon.
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Thank you Trent 🙂
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I had the same inlaw! ; )
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Really! And do you have any tips?
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Move??? Seriously when we lived 2000 miles away I could handle it. Moving to an hour away was horrid.
I was ti old to fix a vegetable once. Took out a pan, and then told it wasn’t the right pan, never set the table right, load the dishwasher right nothing. The end nightmare was in the evening I started running water in the tub to receive a knock on the door. “What are you doing, (her son)is going to take a shower!”
That was he last straw, didn’t go back to stay in their home ever again.
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Haha, wish I could move. Your experience sounds like a nightmare – it’s a good job you had the choice not to go back there anymore. If I dared to do such a thing all hell would break loose. But you have to do something for your own sanity, for sure!
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A little he’ll broke loose over it, but that was better than my own mind breaking
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You are completely right. Some food for thought there.
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I see my mispelled of hell, a Freudian slip : )
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I didn’t know what a Freudian slip was and when I looked up the meaning of it I had to laugh to myself. Yes indeed! 🙂
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I do hope writing that was a release. Hug that baby! He’s where your heart is 🙂
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Writing that certainly helped release some emotions at that time 🙂 You’re right, Colleen. So right!
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Don’t be so hard on yourself! We love you regardless.
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Your words are wonderfully reassuring ❤
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😊
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