I never got upset with my mother in law, my wife’s dad was another thing. We were just getting together my father in law convinced my wife to sell everything and we could move in with him. I wasn’t home when I came in everything was gone we did have to move in with him. Didn’t last long only about a month and we had to start over. In the meantime time her father spent every cent around 6,000$ mostly on booze and horse tracks. That really pissed me off my wife never said a word about it being right or wrong. I never got over it I never forgave him for it either. Wife thought I was holding a grudge, be truthful I was.
I just want to share my burden. I was born in lower middle class family In India. I was second child of parents. I have big brother. everything was good in childhood. but things changed when my father died due to fatal accident. It was worst day of my life. After some days my mothers behaviour changed she use to behave oddly. My brother also got into wrong friend circle. And started drinking and use of some drugs. My mother started having affair with our neighbor.
He was a bad person. He use to come to home when me and my brother were out of home. I was completing my graduation. and my brother had good degree but he was paid only 8k per month. Our financial conditions were worst. One day My brother caught my mother while doing act. He got angry and thrashed the neighbor. Then after using abusive language for mother he left. when I came home i came to know whole incidence and scene created by my brother. At night around 1 am in night someone was banging the door. when I opened it was brother who was drunken.
He took one step and fell down. I took him to his room. then he got conscious, and was looking at me in some weird way. I felt danger and headed to leave room. he grabbed my hand and pulled me over. I was not able to shout as in day there was scene created in my home and I don’t wanted to create another. He said why only mother should enjoy. and started undressing me. I was helpless as he was much stronger than me. then at that night he took everything from me. and my mother also knew this but she kept quiet because it was her licence to get sexual pleasures. Then it was like routine for brother anytime he wanted to satisfy his desires he would come to my room and do whatever he wanted to fullfil his desires.
I was like his prostitute. Then in college I met a nice guy, I felt like he is the one who will take me out of that hell. he was very generous and kind hearted. soon we fell in love. we use to move around campus, in gardens. life was great outside the home. occasionally we kissed, cuddled. It was great time with him. one day he wanted to take me home. I thought he may be wanted to show his home. when we went there his house was empty no one was there. He told his parents are out of town and he wanted to do the things with me. I rejected the proposal but then he started putting some false allegations on me that i wanted to break up, and have another affair. he was ready to leave me. I don’t wanted to loose him so i agreed.
I live in upstate New York. I’m on the phone with my brother in Hawaii, having a lively conversation and looking admiringly out my window at my lilies that I’d just planted that spring. They are just about to burst out in beautiful flowers. My new neighbor suddenly appears with clippers and clips them down. I drop the phone, run out of the house and demand to know why he did that. I pointed out that the property line was one foot away from his garage, a detached building that paralleled my back yard. I’d very carefully planted my lilies about three feet away from that line. If he’d asked, I would have told him where the line was.