Seriously, sometimes I wonder why I do this. I'm the outsider, the non-family, the difficult one, and sometimes worse. But, it's my husband's family, so I come. Partially because I know he appreciates it, partially so they don't say more behind my back than I know they already do.
Sometimes I hate being the one with convictions and an opinion that I'm willing to stick to. My BIL's girlfriend caves on everything and just does whatever the family wants, so I become the odd-ball. The husband understands, and is sympathetic, but he's also a guy, so he doesn't always notice what they're doing to me.
You might be seeing alot of depressed sounding, venting blogs on weekends the next few weeks. Please be respectful of the fact that this is my issue and not jump all over it slamming a situation you're not part of. Unless you have a genuinely nice helpful comment, I don't want to hear it.
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