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Venting (judge free)

Mil story time

OK, so it’s no secret. My husband is a mama boy. She usually will come over once every other month or like once every few months for a couple weeks. Which is fine with me if it is told to me from the beginning or if we agree on the time that you’re gonna be staying here and it doesn’t just go off of her emotion. Every time she comes over here she’ll say that she’s only coming for the weekend end up staying for the week that weekend that turned into a week turns into two weeks and so on until either him and his mom get into a fight or she gets bored and starts a fight with me that then turns it into me not wanting her here and me making her uncomfortable. That’s just backstory so you kinda get a gist of what’s going on. Every time she comes over usually multiple times within her visit, she coincidentally comes into our room while we are being intimate. More time than not. And a lot of the time show get mad and slammed the door on her way out. Before you speculate anything we live in a one bedroom apartment and the way that our apartment is set up our bathroom is linked to our bedroom. But I’m not grasping at straws on this. Granted, I’m not being very loud when in the act, but I am making noise for this reason specifically just so she knows that there is motion in the ocean. And our walls are very thin like if somebody talks with a regular voice inside of our room and the door is closed you can hear it from the living room. Whatever obviously this happened again last night and killed the mood duh! And this morning, I’m just not down for it so I say no. He got so mad like so mad and he’s like how are you gonna punish me? It’s like nobody’s even punishing you. I just don’t feel comfortable doing that when she’s already starting this. And on top of all that he’s been a jerk he act so different when she’s here, but only sometimes. So I’ve been going through that on top of all the other uncomfortable things she does like question me on why I don’t wash dishes immediately after I use them question me about how much I eat. (I eat two times a day, but she tries to make it feel like I overheat when I genuinely don’t.) talks about disgusting things while I eat. And a bunch more I can’t even think about right now. I think I’m just gonna go visit my hometown for the weekend and let them be a happy little couple together alone. It’ll turn out one of two ways. They’ll either kill each other or everybody will be happy. I don’t know what I was trying to do with this so may get a laugh, others make it triggered. I just needed to vent and I know my best friend is tired of hearing about this old witch.