Okay. I'm sure I have rambled about this before, but I have to get it off of my chest before somebody ends up dead. Well, we all know that you can choose your friends, but you can't choose your family, right? I think that's a crock of shit. I mean your family members are the last people on earth that should treat you like shit, so I'm the type of person that will completely cut you out of my life when you stir a pot of bullshit and throw it my way. So, my mother in law is a crazy fucking bitch who has serious fucking issues with my husband. Now, that I am 5 miles away from her I remembered now why we moved 3,000 fucking miles away.
First - She bitches and complains to everyone, except to me of coarse that Caleb and I never let her see her grandchildren and it makes her so sad... boo fucking hoo. (Not fucking true, we don't need to be over there every god damned day, plus it's not my fault that you are a fucking freak and nobody not even your own son can stand to be around your crazy ass for more than thirty minutes.)
Second - She doesn't like the fact that I am not putting my girls in a sunday school or letting them go to church. And hounds Caleb about it on a daily basis. (Which she can completely fuck off about... Did you forget bitch that they are mine and Caleb's children, not yours?)
Third - She makes up all kinds of excuses to get Caleb to come to her house every single fucking day. Oh yeah, and by the way, the very least she will call Caleb is 5 times daily. ( It's on a whole other worldly level of wierd. It's not fucking normal.)
Fourth - Just recently told Caleb that she heard me and my father talking shit about her. (Which we weren't.)
So, okay now that you have a little look into what I'm dealing with you have an idea about how much I really don't care for this bitch. Well, I decided to deal with it... Behind Caleb's back I drove over to his parents house and let her have it. I told her the calling Caleb everyday is going to stop, the talking shit about how much we let them see our children is going to stop, the trying to get Caleb to come over everyday will fucking stop, and judging and hounding Caleb about the way we are choosing to raise our kids will stop. She started ballingAnd she couldn't believe she was acting that way (blah, blah, blah) And said well Caleb is my son and I do have a right to talk to him. And I told her, yeah but not 15 fucking times a day. He has a wife and two daughters and I'm sorry if this comes as a reality check for you, but we come first now weather you like it or not.
So, I think I did the right thing by confronting her about it. What do you think?
















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