This whole thing is filled with drama, tears, and heartache. Read at your own risk! This is the story of my BIL.
As for why my son going to my BIL made me cry... bleh. This is an awful story.
I didn't want to write it in here because it isn't TTC/pregnancy-related, but it has played a huge factor in our lives and my emotions today.
When we conceived our son, my in-laws were actually happy, after the initial "but you are still in school?" shock. Then, they spent the day at my BIL's house, and came home with a new-found anger. He then spoke to my husband and told him
1) I was probably gold-digging
2) I was probably not pregnant
3) When my pregnancy was not in question, I was probably knocked up by someone other than my husband (even though we are the only people either person has ever been with. I never thought with having saved myself for that special someone that I could be accused of so many awful things in one go. This crushed me. To have someone think, or even state without true conviction, that I was basically a slut that cheated on my perfect husband... I was devastated)
4)My husband needed to get a paternity test.
5)My MIL/FIL should kick my husband out of the house unless he forced me to get an abortion.



. I'm sitting here at work crying all over again thinking about this horrid human being and the hatred he tried wedging into our relationship so early on. Luckily, I don't have any patients today. Just billing work.
When those areas didn't work, because my husband loved me and didn't buy into my BIL's crap, he worked from a different tactic.
He told my MIL that I had insulted his special needs daughter. I have two special needs cousins. They are the sweetest ladies, and I have babysat them and played with them and loved them my entire life. I grew up knowing how hard it was for them. I would never insult anyone, especially not a special needs child. He told my MIL that I had said something derogatory. I've only met his daughter *maybe* 4 times for little 5 minute intervals. WHAT?!?!?! That was more hurtful than implying I was a slut. You are now bringing in my character around innocent children. I also found out that a lot of games were played from his wife's side too. Her mother had said a lot of things to my MIL about me being untrustworthy.
Well...
It took a long time for me to convince my MIL that I was not that kind of person. Fights. Many fights. But we finally hammered through that. Why wouldn't she believe her son over a daughter-in-law. She has every right to side with her child. His plan worked. I lived in a house (until about 1.5 years ago) that was filled with judgment and concern towards me. I think his goal was to tear my husband and myself apart. My husband believes that his goal was inheritance related. If the kids are unmarried, of course, their inheritance would be less because they wouldn't need as much. My husband thinks he hoped to pull us apart for money

. Luckily, my MIL realized the game that was being played, especially with my BIL's MIL started getting into it. My MIL realized that she was looking out for her own daughter's inheritance from my MIL/FIL. Wow! Seriously some Days of Our Lives crap I stumbled into...
I grew up poor?!?! No... not the right word. We never struggled, but money was always tight. I didn't go out there looking for money. I met this man who had a scruffy 5 o'clock shadow, flannel top, made really dry jokes, and I fell for him. Nothing about him screamed "money!" ever. To this day, I'm not sure where this "inheritance" is they are talking about because even though his family is well-off, they are not flamboyantly wealthy. Anyway.
Even though my in-laws have realized what is going on, it's still in their culture to want us to reconcile. However, to do that, they want me to apologize for the confusion. I grew up with a strong mouth. I was taught to stand up for myself, say sorry when I've done something wrong, have respect for elders, etc., but apologizing to make amends with a bad person... NO! I will not say sorry to someone who has tried to destroy me, my marriage, my happiness, my integrity.
Three years ago, this stuff happened. However, whenever he's brought up in conversation, my heart just... hurts. It sounds dramatic. This whole thing sounds dramatic, but I physically hurt when I think of the things he has done. I don't want my son over there because I'm concerned about the things he will say to my little guy. He's that manipulative.
Not only all of that, but to finalize his behavior, he refused to come to our small wedding (my parents, brother, my future parents-in-law, and supposed to be him). He can't undo that. He skipped his brother's wedding!!! He can't take that back. That breaks my heart too.
That's the end. It's been a rough day.
