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My Husband and His Family Conspired Against Me
And then gaslighted me.
I pushed open the back door and stepped out onto the deck. As I tried to open the umbrella to offer some shade, I heard my husband talking at the bottom of the yard. I glanced in his direction and saw he had his back to me and was talking on the phone.
I heard him mutter;
“The house is ready for you. I can’t wait for you to come.”
The fuck is happening!?
Some time ago, before babies, addiction, and lunacy came into the picture, my husband and I lived many, many states away from his entire family. It was wonderful. I had to attend a couple of trips a year to the narcissistic family circus, but it was ok.
I’d have rather watched Twilight on repeat while snipping my tits off. But you know, it was ok.
The worst of the family was the mother-in-law.
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