Christmas #1 with the in-laws is complete, but it always seems to jar my sore spots. The saying goes no one can make you feel lesser without your permission, but that doesn't deflect the patronizing looks and backhanded gestures. I'm still miffed, so I am going to rant on a bit...
I don't live in a nice house. I don't have a white collar job. I can't go haunting off on exotic vacations. I don't buy the latest fashions. I am not religious, but you are when it suits you. It's all about the gift wrap vs what's inside. I am socially awkward which is the true death knell.
There was a nice book with a family bio--everyone had a little paragraph. Too bad mine was half fiction. I wasn't a "Mexican restaurant manager", I was slugging out the night shift at the Taco Bell drive thru, so I could work opposite my husband because there was no daycare. I was a stay at home mom for two years, but only because my infant son would refuse a bottle and not eat when I was away.
Former spouses (not mine) were cleverly omitted. My husband's father doesn't even exist in this book. It's something made to be a family keepsake, but I would love to just watch it burn.
I just hate their value system. I hate how some struggles are unseemly. I have been with the family for over a decade, but am forever other.
I just can't seem to make my peace with it. Any ideas/advice? I've got three more Christmas parties to get through, and it feels like an endurance run already. 