I’m Jealous Of The Relationship Between My Husband And His Parents

I lost my dad when I was barely a kid. I know his name because I bear it, but not his face or his voice. It was always just my mom and my siblings—until two years ago, when I lost my mom too. Life has been very hard for me ever since she left.......CONTINUE READING THE ARTICLE FROM THE SOURCE>>>>>

When I had issues in my marriage, she talked to me and always restored calm. She was always closer to me than to my other siblings. What didn’t we talk about? What plans didn’t we make? What manner of love didn’t she give me?

I’ve lost both parents, but my husband has his parents alive and strong—something I’m always jealous about. His mom is always around us. She visits often, and when she’s not visiting, she’s on the phone with my husband. She’s somehow present every day. When I see that, it makes me miss my mom. When she’s with us and the two of them are laughing together, I yearn for the days when my mom was alive and close to me.

Lately, the jealousy is giving way to hatred. Anything about his parents, especially his mom, makes me angry. I told him to limit how often his mom comes around. He asked why, but I wasn’t bold enough to explain. Once, his phone was next to me when his mom called. I quickly cut the call and put the phone on silent.

When that woman calls, the sun could turn orange and she’d still be talking. One evening, we were having a conversation when she called. An hour later, they were still talking. My husband would ignore us and sit in the corner talking to her as if he were a baby. So many things have been left unsaid, so many conversations interrupted, because of his mom.

Maybe these aren’t things I should be angry about. When my mom was alive, they didn’t bother me at all, but now I’m easily triggered. It puts me in a bad place and puts me in a foul mood for a long time. It’s affecting how I see my husband; I see him as someone who doesn’t care about my emotions or mental health. Sometimes, the way he acts makes me feel like he’s intentionally trying to spite me.

Considering all that I’m going through mentally and emotionally, would it be wise to tell my husband the truth and ask him to limit how often he rubs his parents’ presence in my face?

I’m only asking because it derails my emotional stability every time it happens.