I really didn’t know that my in-laws really disliked me, until both my father-in-law and mother-in-law passed away. I knew they had some problems with some things about me, but never realized the extent of their dislike. They had always tried to help my husband and I when we were going through a very difficult time trying to fight a custody battle with my ex, the father of my children. (For the record, my husband helped me raise both my son and daughter from young ages, and always loved and thought of them as his own).
One of them asked me to take them somewhere we had not even planned on going, and completely out of the way. It was a party to someone’s house who I’d never even heard of. I would have totally gone, but when I asked for my moms permission she unfortunately said no. They could have invited people to hang out with us, but they had no suggestions. Then the guy in the back got super heated, mouthing stuff under his breath towards me and got all pissed off, almost like he was about to fight me. Not knowing what to say next, and not wanting to kick them out of my car just yet, I blurted out “where do you guys wanna go then?” They suggested McDonald’s, so that’s where I drove them.
We get to McDonald’s and I get up to the cash register ready to order my food. Once I order the two guys behind me are expecting me to pay for their meals too. Yes, right after I just drove them and used my gas money to get them there, they’re just sitting behind me expecting me to pay for all their shit. I said no, I’m paying for my food only, you guys pay for your own food since I drove. They both kept looking at each other. At this point I’m just feeling disquested and completely regretting even inviting them over. I will never forget this. When I was 16, two of my “buddies” at the time came over to my house. I was planning on driving them somewhere. They were polite around my parents and everything, but as soon as we left the house I was surprised they both ended up being assholes to me for the whole rest of the night.
The first clue came in 2006, when they found out we were moving 200 plus miles away (for the first 11 years of our marriage, we lived about 2 mile from my in-laws). They were not happy with this decision at all. When my father-in-law passed away in 2007, my husband found the obituary that my father-in-law had written for himself (he knew he was dying of cancer), and although it listed their daughter’s step-daughter from her husbands first marriage, our two were completely left out. The reason was our two “weren’t” really theirs, even though they both had spent at least two days aw week with the children.