I decided that from now on I would try not to invite my brother's wife to any celebrations. There is a good saying: you can take the girl out of the village, but it's hard to take the village out of the girl.

From real life. "My brother took his wife from the village, but he couldn't take the village from his wife": I'm ashamed to invite her to family celebrations

If my brother is happy with everything, then great, but I am not going to tolerate my sister-in-law any longer. My brother and I were not born with a golden spoon in our mouths. Our parents weren't poor, but they didn't get beyond a stable middle class.

They had everything they needed, but they had to save up for vacations, a washing machine, and a sheepskin coat. And my brother and I always wanted more, which is logical. My brother Andrzej is older than me, although the difference is not big. He got into a prestigious university himself, and then he helped me get there too.

In general, he and I have always been like a thread and a needle – we have always been there for each other. We pulled and pushed each other, we didn't let each other give up and we supported each other. As a result, my brother and I now have very popular professions. But my brother decided to go into business for himself, and I still work full-time. Well, I don't have the same charisma as my brother, it's easier for me to be an executive. But my salary suits me quite well, and my husband is responsible for the family business.

Now both my brother and I have above-average incomes. We can afford a lot of things, but we don't show off, that's what our parents taught us. We have good apartments, cars, high-quality furniture in the apartment, but without excesses like changing cars to match our handbags, buying branded items for status reasons, etc.

Our income hasn't made us nouveau riche in the worst sense of the word. I'm married, my brother is married and I can't stand his wife. She's a stubborn young lady who I'm embarrassed of in front of guests. My brother literally found her in the countryside, where he was staying at a friend's summerhouse.

Don't think I'm somehow prejudiced against village people or consider them stupid and narrow-minded, no, of course, it's all individual. But my brother's wife is the collective image of a village girl who went from mud to prince. Why does this person irritate me so much?

When she got married, she imagined herself as the queen of the world. She began to talk down to shop assistants, taxi drivers, waiters, in other words, to anyone who couldn't send her a direct message. She doesn't do anything around the house, doesn't educate herself, doesn't do anything useful. She just goes and tunes her body: beauty injections, yoga, expensive fitness club, massages and everything else.

I feel very uncomfortable being in the same company as her. Recently, my husband's birthday was celebrated with his parents, sister and a few friends. All people with above-average incomes, my husband and sister-in-law were born with a silver spoon in their mouths, if not a gold one.

Their parents are doctors and have their own dental clinic. When I met my sister-in-law, I expected to see something similar to my brother's wife. However, I was pleasantly surprised by my own mistake. The girl turned out to be educated, calm, without high self-esteem and unnecessary pomp. Communication with her is a pleasure. She works, although she could spend time in salons and fitness clubs. In short, the opposite of a brother's wife.

On my husband's birthday, I set the table myself. We had the party at a summerhouse in the countryside. My brother and his wife were also invited. His wife grimaced as she entered the grounds. I don't know what she expected to see, but she was clearly disappointed. She was the only one who showed up wearing a short dress and heels. The dress would have been more appropriate for a nightclub than a trip to the countryside.

I even thought that my brother had simply forgotten to warn her where we were going. No, he hadn't, she knew, she had simply decided to show off. While everyone sat and chatted, she talked on the phone, drinking glass after glass until she was drunk enough to fall asleep. She decided to throw herself at my brother, and when I asked her to calm down, she tried to throw herself at me, but she was intercepted.

My brother's wife expressed dissatisfaction with the place, the atmosphere, the quality of the food, in short, she didn't like everything. My brother had to drag his wife on his shoulders, apologizing for ruining her birthday. And I would probably forgive him if it was the first time. It annoys me that my brother's wife is a nobody in herself, and at the same time she acts as if the entire universe rests on her.

I don't like this unjustified pomposity. In four years of marriage, she didn't learn how to behave…

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Natasha Kumar

By Natasha Kumar

Natasha Kumar has been a reporter on the news desk since 2018. Before that she wrote about young adolescence and family dynamics for Styles and was the legal affairs correspondent for the Metro desk. Before joining The Times Hub, Natasha Kumar worked as a staff writer at the Village Voice and a freelancer for Newsday, The Wall Street Journal, GQ and Mirabella. To get in touch, contact me through my natasha@thetimeshub.in 1-800-268-7116