From real life. “I don't want to have any contact with these simpletons, but my husband is pushing me”: He says they are my relatives

I don't want anything to do with my husband's brother and his wife.

They are completely ill-mannered, as they call themselves, “simple”, but that's not simplicity, that's exactly it, ill-mannered and unwilling to behave normally.

It's uncomfortable for me to be around them, and my husband insists that they're his brother, we're family, so we should be friends. My husband has an older brother, Mirek. He's thirty-nine, and my husband and I are thirty. That's the age where you shouldn't notice much of a difference, but there's a huge gap between us.

I feel like they come from different families, because my husband and his brother are so different. For some reason, we don't have the habit of swearing, wiping our noses with our sleeves, talking at the table, and getting drunk to the point of losing our humanity.

If there's hard liquor on the table, and they don't consider a holiday a holiday without hard liquor, then you can be sure that these two will get drunk to the point of losing their humanity. They both work, both have children, but they behave like Neanderthals. If there are jokes, they're below the belt, if there are any meetings, it's always with excessive drinking.

I have told my husband so many times that I don't want to meet with them. I told him that if he likes it so much, he should talk to his family, who can say anything against him, but please, without me and not on our territory. But my husband insists that we be friends as a family.

I recently managed to officially get rid of meetings with this ill-mannered family. My lucky ticket to a carefree future was my pregnancy, which was confirmed two weeks ago by ultrasound. I was doubly happy — I will have a long-awaited child and I have an official excuse from many future meetings.

My happiness would be perfect and complete if yesterday my husband had not announced that his brother would be the godfather of our child. I was told this as if it were a fait accompli. When I got indignant that it was actually worth consulting on such matters, my husband looked at me with surprise and said that it was always the case that the father chose the godfather, and the mother of the child, the godmother.

I am not at all happy with this approach. I do not want Mirek to be the godfather of my child. And if I have a girl? Where will she go with such a godfather? What can he teach her? I don't want to be personally involved with these people at all. For now, they're just my husband's relatives and that's it, I don't need any other connections, and I have too many.

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