These people reveal the terrible person in their significant other's family who they are now stuck with.
He Is So Skeevy
txking/Shutterstock
“My husband’s brother is an addict we can’t afford to feed and can’t deal with, emotionally.. I think he’s trying to sneak move in with us right now, and I can’t live with him again. He reminds me of an abusive ex I had years ago, and him being in the same building makes me anxious.
The first time I met him was right after I called the cops on him for laying his hands on his mother. She called me, crying, from the bathroom, because he had choked her and slammed her into a wall because she told him not to bully her dogs. The cops made him leave. A few months later, he moved back in with her; after we had moved in with her so we could all help with the bills. I called the cops on him again for putting his hands on a girl he was dating. The cops didn’t make him leave the second time. He tried to sneak move another girl in.
We tried to make things work, but after we got our tax return back, our car broke down and we started looking for another. He offers to go half and half in a car. I plead with my husband not to trust the brother. He pleads with me to trust him. I relent, and we go half and half on the car.
We finally can’t take dealing with the brother after two more months and ask him and his girl to leave. They took the car, got a title loan, refinanced the loan to double what they got out of it, and never paid us back. It got repossessed. We had to scrounge for money to get bikes so we could make it to the nearest grocery store in less than an hour. It was awful. In the seven months we lived with him, he paid his portion of the rent once, because he stole money from some poor girl he met online. I felt so bad when I found out about it. I love my husband, but his brother is one of the three most terrible people I’ve ever met.”
She Was So Mean To Her
Kamira/Shutterstock
“My old boyfriend had the worst family. His mother and siblings all thought I wasn’t good enough for him, even when we had dated for three years. Also, he was unemployed and failed out of school while I had work and two diplomas.
His younger sister was great, though, so once for her 14th birthday, she wanted to have a giant sleepover, and she invited me. Sadly, I had to work that weekend, so I couldn’t come, but the girl moved her party up a week, so I could ask for time off from work. So I show up, but her mother had decided the sleepover would be at the older sister’s house because she didn’t want me in her home (I have never done anything to her). My boyfriend wasn’t even home that day because I came over for his sister, and they live an hour away from me, so I couldn’t just go home. So I spend all night alone in their house, excluded from a party I was invited to.”
Now That He’s Gone, It’s Peaceful
VGstockstudio/Shutterstock
“My brother-in-law. He is an egotistical, selfish jerk with a drinking problem. He and my wife have a special relationship because they didn’t have the greatest childhood, so I let it slide when she went out of her way to take care of his kids (the mom is working on her own problems), including buying them back to school clothes (he makes an easy six figures) so the kids won’t go without.
I decided I was done with him on Thanksgiving, which happened to be my birthday. He stopped by after dinner with his then fiancé, completely wasted. He kept on talking to my chest, giving me tight hugs so he could feel it, and saying completely inappropriate things. My sweet wife had no idea what was going on because she was trying to entertain one of the kids from seeing how trashed he was.
So when I told him to get the heck out of my house, she realized something was wrong. I told her about it after he left and she was furious and embarrassed. I’ve barely spoken to him since then and he just thinks I’m a terrible person. Luckily, he got mad at my wife because she wouldn’t help him break up with his fiancé, so they’re not talking. It’s peaceful.”
Where Does It All Go?
“My significant other’s father (now my father-in-law). The man spent every penny he had on nothing (we have no idea where it went) and then sold all his assets and spent that, too. He had access to my wife’s bank account and would empty it completely every month. When we got married, I insisted that she remove his access from her accounts. That caused huge family arguments. During one of the arguments, he asked me why I thought that he had allowed me to marry his daughter — the answer was so that I could give him my salary and he would give our family an allowance to live off. He claimed it was cultural (they are Chinese) but if that were so, the daughter would be cut off, as the son is supposed to look after the parents (and he has a successful son). He just saw an opportunity to make money for himself. He has mortgaged his house to the hilt and has spent it all (hundreds of thousands with nothing at all to show for it) and now really has no money.
At one point he said, ‘I don’t know why I had children if they won’t pay for me to live the way I want.’ I am not unkind, and if he was hard up through no fault of his own, I would, of course, help. But he sold a string of properties that he was getting rental income from and wasted the money, and wasted all his investments. If I gave him any money, he would just waste it and then demand more.
I started out giving him money, but after seeing what he does with it, no more. Gambling is our guess. My wife is fine and very cool with the arms-length financial arrangement we now have (he gets nothing). My wife would have been cut off if it wasn’t that both she and I are doing well financially, so he saw an opportunity. I love my wife and how balanced she is.”
She Was So Self-Absorbed
Rawpixel.com/Shutterstock
“My ex-girlfriend’s sister is among the worst people I’ve ever met. Going back a few years, she was an utterly self-absorbed 19-year-old with very little empathy and even fewer morals.
She was a savant at pushing people’s buttons; she knew exactly what to say and when to say it to thoroughly dismantle your self-confidence. She also had no trouble with doing so at the drop of a hat.
Any time she felt she wasn’t getting her way, she would argue and argue to the ends of the Earth until everyone involved caved and gave her what she wanted. This was one way her nastiest powers served her exceedingly well.
She would also fly off the handle at the whole family with little warning. She was thoroughly convinced that, as a worldly and intelligent 19-year-old, she should be afforded every freedom and every measure of respect. Yet she flatly refused to take on any of the responsibilities that come with adulthood, including but not limited to cooking, cleaning or contributing to household finances, despite living with her parents whose budget was already stretched.
The merest suggestion that she should contribute meaningfully in any way was met with an outburst which did not calm down until the suggestion was retracted. When told she could contribute or leave the household, she would rant and rave that her parents still had a responsibility to her and they could not turn her out, despite her previous assertions about being a worldly, intelligent and independent woman.
She would frequently take the opportunity to dine out at the family’s expense, refusing to understand why we thought it poor form to order three of the most expensive drinks on the menu and three courses on top of that. While my ex-girlfriend, myself and the other sibling strained our own budgets to ensure we paid whatever we could, whether we were asked to or not, she would scarcely offer to add so much as a twenty to the total sum and would react poorly if asked.
In the event something went wrong, she would explain furiously and at length why she was the only one affected. She was the only one who had places to be and things to do. Everyone else was held responsible for ensuring her needs were met, regardless of whether or not the issue was within their control. When someone pointed out that they too were disadvantaged, she would snap, maintaining that they couldn’t possibly understand the position she was in and the pressure she was under.
It’s been a few years since I’ve been in contact with the family. I do hope she’s grown up and done a little introspecting, but in all honesty, I highly doubt it.”
She Had No Respect For Boundaries
pathdoc/Shutterstock
“My ex’s mother. She was a life coach, and at-risk youth counselor, and family counselor. She assumed she could both diagnose people’s problems and tell them what they needed to do on the spot. It was really freaking condescending and annoying. She also assumed this meant she didn’t need to have appropriate boundaries or respect people’s choices.
There were a lot of little things she said, and a lot of her telling me what to do with my life. I would politely say, ‘That’s an interesting perspective’ or ‘Hmm, I guess that’s something to consider.’ The few times I said, ‘I’m happy with what I’m doing, thank you,’ she took it as a personal affront.
Anyway, the worst of it was when our relationship was winding down (for other reasons) her mom asked me in front of everyone if I was gay. I said, ‘No, I don’t know why you would ask me that.’
She said, ‘Well, you’re not as interested in my daughter lately. Honestly, I’ve seen a lot of gay young men like yourself go from unsuccessful relationship to unsuccessful relationship. You need to accept who you are! Can you do that today, with us?’
I was pretty furious. I said, ‘I’ve accepted myself long before I met any of you. I know I’m straight, despite whatever assumptions you are making. My relationship with my girlfriend isn’t any of your business, and I won’t be discussing that with you.’
She stormed out of the room and apparently kept trying to convince my girlfriend that I was gay.
She and I broke up two months later, and, ironically, my ex is now engaged to a woman.”
Passive-Aggressive Blasts Galore
pathdoc/Shutterstock
“His mom. She started off by criticizing me or downplaying my achievements in front of him and their other family members. She would always give me backhanded compliments in front of him, from ‘that’s a really nice sweater, it manages to compliment a figure like yours’ to ‘you have a surprising amount of natural motherly instinct for a girl with your problem.’
Once my boyfriend and I were talking in another room, and she just came in from eavesdropping and said something along the lines of, ‘she’s lying. Terrible girls like that say things along those lines to manipulative hardworking men into,’ we were discussing a vacation together. I asked to borrow a small amount of money for it because I didn’t work when the kids were on summer vacation and wouldn’t be paid again until I started working again in the fall.
There were a couple times my boyfriend said he tried talking to her about it privately, but she just said something like, ‘if it wasn’t true, then she wouldn’t be so worked up about it!’ My boyfriend and she never had the best relationship either, but I can see why.”
She Used Facebook As Her Weapon
“His mother. He never did anything but hang out and get messed up on illegal substances, and she funded it because he was ‘taking a break’ and ‘figuring himself out.’
She was obsessed with appearances, and that meant she was obsessed with Facebook. I posted pictures of my friends and myself out and would get angry calls because we weren’t posing ‘appropriate things.’ Her little boy did no wrong, and when he stole money from me, she insisted I imagined it until I threatened to post about it on Facebook so her friends would see how crappy he was.
Then, post break up, when I first started dating the guy who would be my fiancé, his preteen sister started commenting weird stuff anytime I’d post on anything, stuff that didn’t make sense since we got along. The sister swore up and down that it wasn’t her and had to be my ex, and I believed her (she’s definitely the sane one in the family, and the stuff she was posting no 11-year-old would come up with) but couldn’t figure out why.
She figured out it was her mom using Facebook to stalk me. The sister was the only one that wasn’t blocked because we liked to talk, and the only way she could have any social media is if her mom got her passwords. She lives with her dad now, thank god.”
They Demanded He Make Their Daughter His World
kurhan/Shutterstock
“My ex. Her parents were very protective. They always did their best to make sure she and I could not go anywhere. I was always supposed to go to her place, I barely saw my own family, I was always supposed to go to their social events (even though I had studying to do) and they would show me off like a prize horse.
They expected me to put in all of the effort for their little girl. For example, we would go out partying after my boxing training. I said it would be done around 9 p.m., and I could be there between 9 and 10 p.m. Apparently, they were whining at her the entire time why I would be there at only that hour, saying I should have just given up my training for her.
Also, her dad was a conspiracy theorist and very fond of his weapons. I practice krav maga, and he would always ask me, ‘what I would do’ against his automatic weapon. I always replied that he did not always have his weapon on him, but I always had my fists and skills.
I lasted two years.”
Her Father Was A Piece Of Work
pathdoc/Shutterstock
“My (now ex) girlfriend’s father.
She was raised conservatively in the Church of Christ, which I have no issue with. If anything, I admire her religious stance on a number of things. The issue was that her father was of the mentality that I was to ‘earn’ his approval.
We were together for four years, most of which was long-distance. I would visit her (seven hours away), and they forced me to get a hotel. I wasn’t allowed to even crash on the couch. This was in part due to religious beliefs, but equal parts forcing me to prove self-sufficiency. She was finishing her undergrad work, living at their place, and getting a history degree while working part-time as part of a resort. Good for her. But she’s in the middle of Missouri. Middle of nowheresville at that. I’m in Nashville, finishing up my Masters and with a great full-time job.
So Nashville has historical opportunities for her when she finished her degree (as opposed to where she was, which has westward exploration and that’s about it). She has more opportunity here, as well as not currently having a job there conducive to her major. She was apprehensive, but ultimately okay with moving here when we were to be engaged (been talking for a while) and starting life.
Her father rejected me when I asked for his blessing because he insisted that we weren’t ready and that if I was to get his blessing, I instead needed to leave my job and move out there to help him build/found a church. He also insisted that my dogma (despite being raised in the church and being an active Christian myself) was all wrong and that everything I believed was absurd. But I couldn’t ask him any questions because whereas I’m very much into apologetics and reasons for belief, he was of the ‘its always been that way’ approach. You can’t out-logic that.
She and I split up for unrelated reasons, but I’d be lying if him denying the blessing and essentially religiously extorting me didn’t come up often.
I’m with an incredible girl now whose family I adore. It’s not like I’m not over the previous one; we had more than our shares of struggles. I’m salty at being treated that way by someone who was slated to be an important figure in my life.”
“She Behaved Like A 6-Year-Old”
Christy Thompson/Shutterstock
“My ex had the most blisteringly awful mother I could imagine. She was an only child, and because she had type 1 diabetes, was coddled her entire life. Even in her 40s/50s, she behaved like a cross between a spoiled 6-year-old and a mean girl high schooler.
She was ALWAYS sick, and always with something new; she had doctors appointments every week or two. Every time I saw her, she had something else: thyroid issues, low blood pressure, she declared herself legally blind. This was amid countless colds, mystery illnesses, and temper tantrums that were somehow a medical issue.
When I first met her I felt bad. Over the years, it was exhausting. But she was never too sick to go on vacation, and her husband would take her four times a year and she’d miraculously recover in time. And then she’d come back and claim ridiculous stuff like the ‘dirty Egyptian banknotes’ made her sick. This is how you know she was real, because who could make something that stupid up?
She also thought that non-Christians shouldn’t get time off work at Christmas because ‘they’re always on vacation when they have their fake Christmases’ and because she’d never worked you could even explain that if somebody did take a vacation for Hanukkah, they’d take it from vacation allowance whereas most places actually shut down over Christmas.
Even though the woman was in her early 50s the last time I saw her, she still regularly had her lunch brought to her by her own mother. She also had her breakfast prepared for her by her husband. Worse still, her daughter was born with an extremely mild physical disability (the biggest impact it had was that she had a limp) and she had gradually been coaching her into the same sort of dependence. She went from a very normal college student to somebody who is too scared to catch a bus and refuses to drive because of her ‘condition.’ The daughter is now in her thirties and has her dad give her rides to and from work each day.
I can’t describe how happy I was when I realized that this woman would no longer be in my life. It was like waking up one morning and realizing I could fly or something.”
They’re So Fake
file404/Shutterstock
“Her parents. Both of them. Her brothers and sisters have perfect lives in their eyes. We have been married 15 years. We were the last ones to marry, and we are the only ones still married. My ex-brother-in-law was a cop would get commended for busting a person with a bag of illegal substances, and her parents would ask, ‘why doesn’t your husband ever get awards for being a firefighter?’ The brother-in-law tried to be a firefighter first but failed the exam. It was a family secret because they didn’t want me to look better.
Her parents are big tea party Pentecostal people. My family is Catholic. I am in a union, which they hate. Her parents faked a disability to get assistance, but they call it their pension. Her dad never had a job for more than a few years. They cheated on taxes because they believe income tax is not constitutional. They weigh about 700 pounds combined.
My wife is super liberal, which they blame on me. Her siblings homeschooled their kids. Ours are in public school. Yet, my ninth grader is two full years ahead in math. Both of our kids are in the gifted program. Both are in orchestra and sports. The oldest is one merit badge from his Eagle Scout ranking (at 13 years old).
I can’t stand my in-laws. My kids and wife can’t, either. We are going out of town for Christmas just so we have an excuse to be away. We have to explain to our kids every time they visit them how some crazy political conspiracy is not true, like Sandy Hook being fake.
My wife doesn’t want to write her parents off. Yet, we don’t understand why her parents think it is appropriate to talk politics with an 11 and 13-year-old.”
“She Went Out Of Her Way To Belittle Me”
Kamira/Shutterstock
“His mom. She’s the least compassionate person I’ve ever met. She’s a manager at a food shop but pretends she makes more than she does so she can keep up appearances. She has to control every aspect of her children’s lives, so she is involved in everything she can be and constantly wants attention and validation. Her daughter (my boyfriend’s sister) has totally lapped it up because she likes approval from her mom. She even cut off her biological father because her mom wanted her to. She thinks I’m gold digging trash because I had to take time off work for an illness, but I still had my own source of income.
I went to their Christmas dinner and she went out her way to belittle me and be rude to me because of my depression. Then constantly made comments about how much of a dump my flat was (I was homeless and had just moved in, so only one room was fully decorated, and I was too poor to do it all at once). I ended up really upset didn’t speak to her much after that. Since then, she’s refused to accept she did anything wrong and even made a point of recently driving to my house after accessing personal records to see her son wasn’t in work (they work for the same company, different store) and shouting from her car that I’m ruining her son’s life because he took a sick day.
She also excluded me from his birthday by making up an elaborate lie and lying to him about where she was taking him then had a whole spread at the house where multiple people were invited, including his sister’s boyfriend.”