Haters

So, my in-laws hate me. I'm not saying that they dislike me or just don't care.

They hate me. All because I refuse to do what they tell me to. That, and they really don't care about their own son, either. Sad.

My family is messed up. Seriously messed up. But my family doesn't hate. We dislike, but we dislike equally. We don't choose one person and all hate them.

Unfortunately, this hatred trickles down to my children. Grown up people, hating children- or at least not caring about them. Mature, right?

Birthday week started Saturday. That means all of my kid have birthday's within a same week. Rocket science. Am I right?

So, Red was first. Only 2 people in the hub's family wished her happy birthday- on Facebook. That was expected considering no one else in the family will even friend my kids. Again, mature, right?My middle was yesterday. Zip from the in-laws. Even the ones who say they care.

Of course, they can't publicly support, talk to, or even mention my children, especially my older two, with out incurring the wrath of the matriarch.  My older 2 are from my first marriage, never mind that hubs adopted them. They just do not count. Red barely does. Barely.

Forget what this does to my children. My girls try to because, frankly, we do not rate and never will. Even the ones who did want a relationship took a  huge step back after we moved. Now it's nothing. *POOF* All that work to build a relationship disappeared from neglect.

(They are children! It's not their responsibility to continue a relationship.)

This is one of the main reasons why I say that family is not those that are related to you. Family are the people that love you.

They have had too many family members that "love" them abandon them.

For anyone who is reading this, please, before you decide to shun that family member that everyone shuns, especially if there is children involved, ask yourself why. Then ask your self what damage are you doing. Because you are. Lots of damage. Especially to the children.

After all, it could be you.