When I was married to Marek, I thought we were creating the perfect family. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/cef3dc/620x0/1/0/2025/02/23/uhdgtxmkx9mfxqjmcmcmcmcccdbx4mhxgwzfozf.jpg" alt = "woman @pexels" styles = "background-color: rgba (34,34,34.0.5)" > < p > love, home, co -& oacute; ndash; everything was as dreamed as I dreamed.
< p > but I didn't foresee one.
< p > his mother.< p > began innocently.
< p > first visit ? normal.
< p > second ? pleasant surprise.
< p > but then & hellip;
< p > It was with us every morning.
< p > she didn't have a key, but she didn't need it.
< p > brand never annoyed.
< p > — It's just mama — m & oacute; shrugging with arms.
< p > A I ?
< p > I felt something choke on me, how I slowly lose my space in my own home. < p > began to rule.< p > — This is not the case.
< p > — What kind of dinner ? m & oacute; j son always liked pork chop.
< p > — Why so many of these decorations & oacute; b ? house is not a museum. < p > she didn't say it directly, but I felt that she was doing everything to humiliate me.
< p > and the worst thing was that Mark did not see the problem.
< p > When our son was born, it was even worse.
< P >The mother -in -law treated him like her child.
< p > did not ask me for my opinion.< p > simply decided.
< p > — You shouldn't feed him so often. < p > — Do not carry it so much on your hands, because it will get used to.< p > — I raised the trial of children and I know better.
< P > a Mark ? < p > — Mom wants well & hellip;< p > that was his only answer.
< p > always.
< p > one day came as usual, without announcement.< p > I was sleepless, tired, on the limit of endurance.
< p > she entered the room, took her son without asking.< p > — Give it, at least you will rest a bit.
< p > then I broke out. < p > — Enough! You have no right to come here and do what you want! This is my child, m & oacute; j house and my rules!< p > looked at me shocked.
< p > — So now I'm an intruder ? — hissed.
< p > — If this is what my everyday life is to look like, yes< p > in the evening Mark Wr & oacute;
< p > he was furious.
< p > — What did you tell her ?!
< p > — Truth.
< p > — You know how it hurt her ?!< p > I looked at him in disbelief.
< p > — And you don't care how I feel ?
< p > — You are oversensitive.
< p > and then I understood everything. < p > I was not counting.< p > our family did not count.
< p > only his mother mattered.
< p > A few months p & oacute; I moved out.
< p > I was ready to fight for this marriage.< p > but I wasn't ready to fight his mother and himself.
< p > because in this family there was never room for me.