I Married into a ‘Perfect’ Family – at My MIL’s 60th Birthday Dinner, My Husband’s Aunt Hugged Me and Whispered, ‘You Have No Idea What They Did to the Last One’

Later that evening, passing through the kitchen, she stopped again.

“My son works hard,” she would throw in whenever she could.

“He deserves better than frozen dinners and a wife who’s always ‘busy.’”

Andrew sat there and let her say it.

Sometimes he nodded along.

After she left once, he said, “She’s not totally wrong about the house. You could try harder.”

“So let me get this straight,” I said. “You want me to quit my job, cook more, clean more, get pregnant on command, and smile while your mom insults me?”

What he meant was: I want you to stop fighting back.

I lasted a year like that.

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