I felt… sick. I was nauseous, paralyzed. I threw up until I could do nothing but dry heave. I cried every day for a week. I felt completely alone. I felt ugly, undesirable, stupid. I fell into a horrible depression despite having no history of depression at all – it was the worst few months of my life. I had continuous nightmares about my husband and my best friend laughing at me, about everybody laughing at me, not being able to move while I sunk deeper and deeper into some dark abyss. I was paranoid and obsessed with knowing every excruciating detail about the affair. It felt like someone blew up the foundation of what I believed to not only be a loving, faithful marriage but caused me to question the good nature of everyone else in my life.
I gave my mother-in-law gifts for Mother’s day, her wedding anniversary, birthday, and Christmas. It seems like she wanted my husband in her sick mind to play the husband’s role in her life which my husband refused to do. She returned all the gifts while she was incoherent complaining. This is about the most insecure lady I met in my whole life who happens to be Irish-American. Not friend, but my current husband’s step-mom (soon to be ex step-mom) doesn’t like me at all. She reminds me a lot of my ex-husband and likes to control situations and people. She manipulates to no end and is causing my father in law health issues. I’m kinda glad he’s divorcing her.