Id been seeing David for three years when he asked me to move in with him, which actually meant moving in with his parents. After we got married, things just started to go downhill.
My mother-in-law would always blame David for anything I did, which led to endless arguments and misunderstandings. Shed question every decision I made, whether I was working or just staying at home. One Sunday, we wanted to have a lie-in, but she came barreling into our room and started berating us for not being up yet. David did his best to defend us, but she just snapped back that it was her house and she made the rules.
David couldnt take it anymore, so that very night he started looking for a flat to rent. It was expensive rents are sky-high but we just didnt have a choice. As soon as we moved out, everything started to feel a bit more normal.
A while later, we looked at a plot of land, but we didnt have enough money left for something as basic as a water well. We turned to Davids parents for a bit of help. My own dad died when I was young, and my mum, who lives in a little village, raised my two younger brothers on her own.
We eventually started building our own place from scratch, and during all that paperwork, I stumbled upon documents showing the land was actually registered in my mother-in-laws name. I was stunned and told David straight away. He explained, really calmly, that it was just a technicality, since my family had paid the money and then the land was supposed to be transferred to us.
I really didnt buy it, and I ended up kicking my mother-in-law out of our house. We lived apart for a month, but David promised hed sort things out and convinced me to give our marriage another chance. A few months on, I found out I was expecting honestly, it was a dream Id had since I was a little girl.
Once we heard the news, we got back in touch with Davids parents, but they hadnt changed at all. They kept ringing and inviting us over to see the baby, despite me asking for a bit of peace and quiet. My mother-in-law just fuelled more strife, and soon David and I were at each others throats over the pettiest things. I reminded him about all those promises he never kept, and how his family treated me so poorly.
Then came a turning point. My mother-in-law called my mum, wanting to discuss switching the house into our names, but my mum was told shed have to forfeit half its value. She flat-out refused, and my mother-in-law immediately started laying into me, saying I was useless and didnt know how to work for anything.
Thats when it hit me we were never going to see eye to eye. For them, money was everything. I decided it was time to draw the line. I didnt need someone telling me how to live. I made up my mind to live for myself, not according to what everyone else thought I should do.
I have absolutely no regrets about my choice. I know I can look after myself and my child. Chances are, my husband will go on living with his mother.
Do you think I did the right thing?
Honestly, I reckon a womans actions like these show shes choosing her own happiness and independence first, especially when things get that tough with the in-laws. Everyones situation is different, but I did what felt best for me and my child.
