Love My Husband, HATE My In-Laws

My in-laws are the Dursleys from 'Harry Potter' come to life, and NO I am not exaggerating. Never have I seen such rude, entitled, abusive, fat jackasses wrapped in such a proper passive aggressive skin. It is surreal to see.

It is in itself amazing that my husband came out of that house as kind and as good of a person as he is. Constantly they criticize and belittle him and his interests, taking resources for everyone and funnelling them away from him his whole life in favor of supporting his lazy and stupid sisters: even foregoing medical care for him! And to his face they are so horrible, but when company comes over they brag on him: how smart, handsome, and kind he is, how successful, and what a beautiful family he has now.

When we married I knew they were passive aggressive, manipulative jerks: nobody speaks to each other the way they do and gossips so terribly about one another and is anything else. One second they'll be throwing money around to gain my children's affection, and the next second insist they need money from us. The sort to invite you as a guest to a fancy dinner and expect you to pay half the bill. The kind that legitimately once bought and set up household essentials for a family friend moving from out of state unprompted, and demanded hundreds of dollars in compensation afterward for doing so. People who will complain they don't get invited to your house, but criticize every corner, your kids' toys and clothes, and turn their nose up at dinner.

I cannot WAIT for the day my husband no longer has to attend Thanksgiving at their house. I can't WAIT for the day that-- like happens to families when generations grow up-- traditions change and we don't have to deal with his mother's crocodile tears as grown cousins elect not to eat bland slop with stiff judgemental relatives. Can't WAIT for forced holidays spent dodging pointed questions and veiled insults to be a bad memory.

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Outlaw the In-Laws Relationships November 22, 2025 at 12:03 pm 1 0