I (27f) and my husband (29m) I've been together for 10 years. I was 16 when I met my husband and being that I had no family of my own I was excited to meet my then boyfriend (my now husband's side) of the family.
First meeting went GREAT! Nick told them I was Greek (as he was Greek and my mum's side is) and they reacted by trying to ask me things in Greek, it was overwhelming at first. I respectfully let them know I'm not familiar with my mum's side but I'm always willing to learn. Although disappointed, they all understood. To impress them however, I learned the language enough to have small conversations, learnt how to cook the food they showed me and just celebrated them like they were my own blood family.
Until a question got raised one day, where my parents were and who raised me. Not going to get into it but they were not happy at all with a small information I gave them. After that I was treated terribly, any attempts at Greek they laughed at if I stopped learning then they could talk about me in front of my face, which they frequently did expecting me not to understand until I did understand.
They called me disgusting nicknames and even blamed me for things that I didn't even do I was the punching bag and although I first Nick didn't do anything to help, he soon started stepping up for me! All this was instigated by Thea who is the most narcissistic person you could meet, very like Instagram fake and two-faced. Another couple of years go by with this bullying and his mum realized that either she joined them in bullying me or she would lose her son. She really buckled down when I had my first son Atticus and those she didn't stick up for me, she also didn't join in with them anymore.
So one day Nick's cousin brings home a girl, lovely girl now this cousin is Queen B Thea’s kid and she was showered in attention and love. She isn't Greek but they didn't mind, months go by and they try teaching Us in Greek and it was all going well until she also shared that she went through the same state system as me! I was so worried for her but they all just smiled and laughed and said that “we're your family now”.
Something in me snapped. I had to excuse myself, with a smile on my face and sat out front until my husband caught on and we left. We live in the same street as my mother-in-law so she followed us home soon after and went to have a little go at me for leaving without giving yiayia a kiss goodbye.
I'm a very common patient person normally and I went OFF. I brutally unleashed on her 10 years of rage and didn't hold back. My husband told his mum to go home and then told me I'm an a**h*** for blowing up at her because I'm jealous of Jacob's girlfriend. I do feel bad but.. I had to put up with this so much... I'm not sure anymore - am I the a**h*** for yelling 10 years worth of repressed rage at my mother-in-law.
Thank You!
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