My husband says I'm being unreasonable for going no contact with his parents. Let me tell you what they actually did. [Part 1]
Before I start I want to say that this happened about 2 years back , I have since moved out of my in law's toxic circle. I am well educated and financially independent. My parents are also well educated (a bit conservative) but enough educated to call out toxic behaviour. The reason I want to put this on reddit is to get a genuine third person's perspective on these events. My husband, although not a toxic man often tries to gaslight me and tries to trivialise all these incidents and calls me toxic for going no contact with my in laws.
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Some background, my husband and I got married in 2023, dated for 4 years before that. He was working abroad so he left a few weeks after the wedding and I had to stay back in India while his visa situation got sorted.
Before the wedding I had tried to tell him that if things didn't work out visa-wise and he had to come back, I wasn't okay with living in a joint family setup. Not because I had anything against his parents, I barely knew them. I just knew I'd feel suffocated. I'd feel the same way living with my own parents honestly. He immediately got defensive and said "oh so you already hate my parents", "what did they do to you" etc. I tried again another time and even offered to just live next door, not asking for anything crazy. He just said "this situation won't arise because my visa will come through."
I still had my own apartment in the same city, much closer to my office, still paying rent on it. When I asked(via myhusband) if I could just stay there(post wedding, till my husband were back/ visa is picked) my MIL said relatives would talk. So I gave that up to protect appearances for people I'd never met.
While my husband was still around his mom was mostly fine. She always cooked everything, didn't ask me to do anything, was okay with me waking up late. She'd make the odd mean comment but I brushed it off. I really wanted a good relationship with her. I didn't have a great relationship with my own mom so I was genuinely hoping she could be that person for me.
My father had paid for and organised the entire wedding including putting all the groom's relatives up in a 5 star beachfront hotel. My in laws are not financially well off and my father knew it would come off my husband's pocket and he did not want to burden my husband (fiance then). Despite this she constantly complained about the wedding. One recurring complaint was that they don't eat non veg during a certain time of year but "had to" at our engagement. My husband pointed out there was veg food available too so that was her own choice. She just weaseled away. Another time she complained that the hotel had both veg and non veg food and they were kept in the same buffet hall and her relatives were offended (All of them are non vegetarians except a few aunties) . This was also probably the second time in her(MIL's) whole life of staying in a star hotel.
The day my husband left, on the cab ride back from the airport itself, she basically started reading out a list of complaints.
The silk saree my parents gifted her(a color she had said she liked) , she had two others in the same colour so she and my fil demanded the receipt to exchange it. The diamond earrings my mom gifted her (customary in our culture for the bride to gift jewellery to the MIL) were "too big and hurting her ears" and she'd never heard of the jewellery shop so had to add "these days you have to be very careful when buying gold and diamonds." It's a decades old reputed brand in kerala, she just needed to make some mean comment.. Then apparently some relative had told her I was calling her "aunty" and she brought this up as a complaint but she had never told me what to call her and she herself called my FIL "uncle" when talking to me so I just went with aunty by default.
We got home and both of them sat me down for a 30 minute speech about "this is your home now" and "we are your parents now" and "tell us whatever you need."
Yeah.
After that the complaints kept coming. Our wedding wasn't as grand as some relative's wedding. Their relatives didn't get return gifts. “What would the elders have thought” . The relative (her sister’s son) wedding had a sangeet and haldi night at a 5 star (we, including my husband’s culture doesnt have a haldi /mehendi sangeet custom, so i chose to not have it) . Meanwhile the relatives who actually attended ours came to visit and couldn't stop raving about how beautiful everything was and how they didn't want to leave the hotel. When I jokingly said to my MIL "looks like nobody will be talking about that other wedding now" she got super annoyed and angry and said "No, theirs was in a 5 star, it was on a completely different level. Theirs was grand "
The kitchen situation was also something else. She controlled everything in there and I had zero say over my own food. I eat dinner around 7, they eat at 11:30 at night. When I'd ask about eating earlier she'd just ignore me. I wasn't allowed to cook for myself. I was not even store things I bought in their fridge. She'd claim its because there was no space but she had expired stuff from early 2000s in the fridge.
They would also go inside our bedroom any time i went out and "organize" it . My mil would claim both my fil and she "LOOOOVE" to organize things and like keeping things neat. Her idea of "organizing is basically hiding everything away from vicinity. SO this often included her opening my drawers or almirahs when i was away "just to store things".
Now my FIL. He barely spoke to me or looked at me the entire time I lived there. My husband and MIL always explained it away as him being shy. It never felt like shyness to me. It felt like something else entirely.
Because of the time difference my husband and I would talk on the phone at midnight IST. My in-laws both knew I was calling my husband there was nothing secretive about it. I'd be inside my locked bedroom, talking under a blanket. One morning my MIL came up to me and said "uncle was asking who you are talking to so late at night" and then quickly added "he's just concerned the neighbours will get disturbed."
My MIL always fell asleep right after their 11:30 dinner. So I know it wasn't her outside my door. My FIL was always still awake at that hour. And they never closed their own bedroom door.
I didn't know what to say. But I felt that uncomfortable, prickling feeling that something was off. I stayed there for about 2 months and went through a lot more shit before I couldn't take it anymore and went to stay with my parents for a while.
What happened after that I’ll put in Part 2 since this will become a long long post.
[Part 2 -what my FIL did, and why I refused to go back to that house until my husband returned.] here-