Done.

I am done with in-laws.

My. Goodness.

I tried. I honestly tried. From the beginning, I was (of course) extremely shy. I do have social phobia, after all. I really think that screwed the pooch because they probably thought I was secretive or something. While I tried to communicate as much as possible, I guess they weren't satisfied. I tried to go to every family event. My mother-in-law didn't like me. Or something. I still don't know quite what her problem was. She's said so many nonsensical things about it. But I really thought she was cool before she showed her true colors after Stephen and I were engaged.

She says she didn't feel included in our...wedding plans? Something? Maybe that was because I didn't get my dress with her. She didn't give any real details or explanations, but I think it may have been that. Of course I'd been trying to open communications with her via email from the beginning. I'm more comfortable with text than actual words. Something we don't have in common. She later claimed that they were "hurtful". Which is absolutely not true. She has a habit of lying.

Ugh. I don't even want to go into our actual wedding or her horrible passive-aggressiveness and manipulation.

And now my brother-in-law, someone I actually thought was my friend, is turning against me because I can't go to his wedding. I was never going to go. Since all the crap that happened at mine, I don't like weddings at all. I don't really go to any weddings. And this one? Are you kidding me? I can't forgive someone who isn't sorry. Not yet, anyway. It's all very hurtful for me, and he is truly just a victim. I know he knows that my indignation against his mom is more important to me than showing up to some show. A show they claim to care that I go to, but only told me about on Saturday. It's not like there isn't another one planned, so I don't see why this is so important. But I won't be going to either of them. I never want to see his mom again unless she can explain her actions and the actions of her family. Honestly, what the hell had I done to them (before I got married, at least. I've been extremely wrathful since)?

I wish I'd just not tried at this point. But I do want to be his friend...so maybe I'll have to go. I really don't want to though. It's the last place I want to be. Ah blackmail...very effective.