Taken from life. “We live with in -laws”: they expect everything to be on their principles

When we were married, we knew it wouldn't be easy. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/d08a72/620x0/1/0/2025/03/24/s91jncobe0rrrrpvhbnxz4utgz4utgzuvicmoy8oososi.jpg" alt = "from life taken. & Amp; Quot; We live with my parents -in -laws &: they expect everything to be on their principles" styles = "background-color: rgba (99,99,99,1)" > < p > We didn't have money for our own apartment. Loan ? too risky. Rent ? would have half a salary.

< p > — Live with us. Here you will always be welcome — She said her mother -in -law with a smile.

< p > then I still believed that M & oacute; so honestly. < p > I know today that she did not want to host us. She wanted to subordinate us. < P >At first it was kind. < p > soup on the table, fresh bedding, smiles. < p > but after a week it started:

< p > — Do not put a cup there, there will be a stain.

< p > — Why are you coming back from work so p & oacute; ^ 63 ~ dinner waited. < p > — Your mother brought you up so much that you would not sleep & Żka as soon as I get up ?

< p > a m & oacute; ju husband ?

< p > silent.

< p > or m & oacute; wind:

< p > — Oh, mom is already like that. Do not worry.

< p > only that I stopped being in my own life.

< p > On Sunday, mother -in -law made family dinners.

< p > mandatory.

< p > I couldn't not come.

< p > I could not have a plan & oacute; w.

< p > I could not refuse & oacute; 60 ~/p > < p > once I went to a friend, a week p & oacute; no one spoke to me.

< p > I got & ampquo; silence punishment &.

< p > like a child.

< p > like intruder

< p > as a stranger in a place that was to be my home.

< p > The worst was raising our son.

< p > — Don't wear it like that. You will spoil. < p > — Don't let him eat so much. Gain weight.

< p > — Don't let him cry. The neighbors will talk.

< p > finally said:

< p > — If it depended on me, I would raise him properly.

< p > I froze.

< p > a m & oacute; ju husband ?

< p > silent.

< p > again. < p > kt & oacute; I sat on the & oacute; Żku and looked at our things.

< p > suitcases. Clothes. Son's toys.

< p > and I thought:

< p > I can't stay here.

< p > because it's not home. < p > This is a life under someone's roof, where everything I have