I'm not trying to top anyone either....I'm just relieved to hear the it's not just me that has issues with ILs.
It took a long time before I could ever tell this story, but we are in a much better place since our "big blowout" that I've been able to tell most of our story (though not many know - until now cause this IS the internet, right?! LOL!)
Anyway, I could go on and on - but I'll TRY to be brief and paint the entire picture.
DH is one of 5 - two older sisters, two younger brothers - and has felt "less loved" his entire life. Since I've been in the picture for the past 16 yrs, I have recognized that MIL and FIL always held one of the siblings "on a pedestal" (though not always the same sibling, it rotated).
MIL was diagnosed with early-onset Alzheimer's (fast progression). As a result FIL decided they should more into a smaller house. DH and I offered to sell our house and buy theirs in case MIL wondered off and made her way back to the family home. In the meantime, I had been taking MIL grocery shopping every week. DH and I also agreed to buy FIL's small livery company, so he could work less and spend more time with MIL. All agreed.
Shorlty after we put our house on the market, I found out I was pregnant with my youngest DS. Anyway, our house sold after a few shorts months and we had to move. However, MIL and FIL hadn't even STARTED looking for a house. So MIL and FIL offered to let us live in their basement....yes I said basement! A 4 bedroom, 2 story colonial - and DH, pregnant me and our 2 young kids moved into the basement!
Fast forward 4 1/2 months (thru Thanksgiving and Christmas when DH got into a big fight with SIL and BIL)....MIL and FIL finally found a house and moved out. We finally moved up and out of the basement! Because it took so long for MIL and FIL to look for a house, we had decided not to get a mortgage yet (in case it didn't happen). BIG MISTAKE! (More on that in a bit.)
Meantime, FIL (now working for us) started deciding in the middle of his work shifts that he was going to make plans for later that day and we needed to find someone else to cover the rest of his shift. This happened multiple times. Being a small company, covering a shift meant DH or I would have to lock up the office and drive instead. This was VERY upsetting to both DH and I. Then FIL decided that he needed to spend more time with MIL - so one day he told us (the owners) that he was going to cut his hours in half, only work the few corporate mail service contracts we had but he was still going to make the same amount of money!
WHAT??!!
Now that we were feuding about the business.......MIL and FIL decided to include problems with the purchase agreement for the house. AND THIS IS WHERE IT GETS UGLY......(WARNING: You may want to stop reading now.)...
Wait...Before I continue, let me just remind you that at this time, I had 2 children (DD4 and DS2) and I was now 7 months pregnant, oh and having blood pressure issues (gee...I wonder why).....
It's March 5th - I'm making dinner and the doorbell rings. When I open the door, the gentleman hands me a paper and says "You've been served."
.......With what you ask? AN EVICTION NOTICE!!!
I immediately called DH hysterical. Instead of coming home, DH drove to MIL/FIL's home and FIRED FIL.
We changed the locks on the house (for fear of FIL coming in anytime he wanted to), found a small apartment and moved out by the end of that month. We haven't spoken to any of them since. They have never met DS8.
Four years ago, we moved 2hrs away from them because of DH's job so we really don't have to worry about running into them anywhere. (Though we still visit my family back there.)
DH still talks with his aunt - MIL's sister. She told him that when he was growing up, she always tried to pay more attention to DH because she knew he wasn't getting attention and love at home.
How sad is that?
My kids don't know the story behing why we don't talk to them anymore. And the only one that even remembers them is DD.
And though everything we went thru sucked.....we are sooooo much better off without them. Every party, gathering and just everyday life is so much less stressfull without having to deal with my ILs!!