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Well, the poo has hit the fan and strangely enough, confrontation-avoider me kind of instigated it all.
My in-laws are up in arms and I'm just relieved that I am finally able to say what I've been thinking all this time. Granted, I am trying to be tactful about it, but I am not holding back. It's time they know how I feel.
My in-laws are remarkably self-centred and can't seem to see past the end of their noses. My FIL is a singular exception who tries very hard to help whenever he can and listen to what we have to say. I love you! But for the most part, it has been about them and only them. Their expectations are unreasonable, but they can't seem to see anything from any perspective but theirs. I regret that SIL is hurt by this rift developing, but unfortunately, and this might sound harsh, it's kind of a situation of their own making whether they meant to make it or not.
They are mad at me, not because my values differ from theirs but because I refuse to tow the party line. This is about their egos and my ethics. I have told them that I know they don't like me and how hard that has been to live with. I have told them that I have no control over how Moz relates, or fails to relate, to them. I hold out little hope, however, of them believing me.
At the end of this, either we will be closer to understanding each other or we will be finished. Regardless, I am done with going along with things I don't agree with for the purposes of maintaining the peace. I watched my Mom 2 suffer for years under her MIL and I will not let her lessons go unused. Some good has to come of all that sacrifice.
Mom 2 is doing okay, no news yet. Other than that, I am excited for the bloggers I follow who are expecting and hoping against hope with those who are still fighting for their dreams.
Hugs to all of you.