LavaPanda
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Ooooooooooooh myyyyyyy goooooooood. If I wasn't constipated I'd be litterally shitting myself. For someone who has social phobia and anxiety the next paragraph is pretty much hell wrapped up in a bow!
So, the relationship with my boyfriends mother didn't get off to a great start. She was HORRIBLE to me when I first met her (admittedly I hadn't met her till her son got me pregnant but y'know). She refused to talk directly to me and if she wanted to say anything to me she'd say it through talking to FOB. She'd constantly put me down and even refuses to respond to me when I say hello goodbye etc. She's a very conservative Irish Mother who hates me for defiling her blue eyed boy.
blah blah blah in a nutshell- we're not exactly bum chums!
NOW I am being made to travel 7 hours to Cholchester to meet the REST of his family! His Grandparents are flying in from Ireland for this huge family get together, aunties, uncles, cousins, the works and I am BRICKING IT! I don't even understand his mum who has lived in England for 12 years and her accent has diluted a bit, let alone his HEAVILY accented Grandad (who even Danny doesn't understand) who has had a stroke.
That's 7 hours there in a car with his mum god knows how many hours of extended family hatred and another 7 hours back. I've not even mentioned my poor bladder in this!
I can't even hide I'm pregnant considering I look like a beached whale with extentions.
But any tips, anyone, ANYTHING to help me get through this? Does anyone else have their other half's family hate them?
I want to throw myself off my balcony. o_e
Rant over.
So, the relationship with my boyfriends mother didn't get off to a great start. She was HORRIBLE to me when I first met her (admittedly I hadn't met her till her son got me pregnant but y'know). She refused to talk directly to me and if she wanted to say anything to me she'd say it through talking to FOB. She'd constantly put me down and even refuses to respond to me when I say hello goodbye etc. She's a very conservative Irish Mother who hates me for defiling her blue eyed boy.
blah blah blah in a nutshell- we're not exactly bum chums!
NOW I am being made to travel 7 hours to Cholchester to meet the REST of his family! His Grandparents are flying in from Ireland for this huge family get together, aunties, uncles, cousins, the works and I am BRICKING IT! I don't even understand his mum who has lived in England for 12 years and her accent has diluted a bit, let alone his HEAVILY accented Grandad (who even Danny doesn't understand) who has had a stroke.
That's 7 hours there in a car with his mum god knows how many hours of extended family hatred and another 7 hours back. I've not even mentioned my poor bladder in this!
I can't even hide I'm pregnant considering I look like a beached whale with extentions.
But any tips, anyone, ANYTHING to help me get through this? Does anyone else have their other half's family hate them?
I want to throw myself off my balcony. o_e
Rant over.