Anonymous wrote:In other words, OP, if these stories are accurate, it’s because you also have another perfect DIL (like the pp’s) who just don’t like you, perhaps due to resentment from something that happened years ago!
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:OP, I’m not saying this is the scenario for you, but here’s some perspective.
I think my ILs would say this about me. The reason is because they genuinely do not care who I am as an individual person. They don’t ask me questions about me. They don’t remember even “big details” about me, my family, or my life.
They only want to know, is she One of Us. Will she fall in line. For even the smallest “oddity” about me, they make much of it, and focus on our differences. Down to the fact that no one in their family likes olives, and I love olives. They will bring olives into almost any conversation, as if to highlight that I Am Different From Them.
Pretty early on, I figured out that I only matter in comparison to them and their expectations. So I am, as you say, polite but distant. And my enthusiasm and affection are saved for people who care about me and are interested in me.
Could something similar be going on for you?
You have social anxiety, right? The reason you see the bringing up of olives as pointing out you are "different," is what people with social anxiety think. That everyone sidelines them, judges every word and gesture... I mean I read your whole post like something my 22-year-old DS with severe social anxiety would say, perceive or do.
What exact questions do they ask? Perhaps they bring them us as they have nothing to talk to with the person that is so defensive.
Anonymous wrote:OP, I’m not saying this is the scenario for you, but here’s some perspective.
I think my ILs would say this about me. The reason is because they genuinely do not care who I am as an individual person. They don’t ask me questions about me. They don’t remember even “big details” about me, my family, or my life.
They only want to know, is she One of Us. Will she fall in line. For even the smallest “oddity” about me, they make much of it, and focus on our differences. Down to the fact that no one in their family likes olives, and I love olives. They will bring olives into almost any conversation, as if to highlight that I Am Different From Them.
Pretty early on, I figured out that I only matter in comparison to them and their expectations. So I am, as you say, polite but distant. And my enthusiasm and affection are saved for people who care about me and are interested in me.
Could something similar be going on for you?
Anonymous wrote:I’m like this. My in laws just want too much together time. They come once a month for 3-4 days where we are expected to be together every moment. And they plan their next Trip before The current one is even over. Also, they really seem to view may not as an individual but as a “their sons wife” and “the person who provides their grand children”.
I think they’ve tried to change their attitude over the last few years and treat me more as a human but some of the resentment just runs too deep at this point. I’m not going to suddenly forget my MIL holding my baby and not giving him back when I asked, as I was recovering from a C section and unable to just get up and get him back. “Oh, not yet, I’m still visiting him!” And then coming to visit us a few days later and holding the baby while I do chores, while smiling and saying ruefully “I know I should help you with that laundry since you’re still recovering but I just can’t get enough of snuggling this baby!”
You know who else wanted to snuggle the baby? Me, the first time mom!
Anyways now that I’ve learned to be more assertive, they seem to walk on eggshells around me. And I don’t mean assertive as in mean, I mean like “no, I’m going to keep the baby for now, I’ll let you know when I’m ready to give her to someone else”. Or “actually I’m going to go to bed a little early because I’m tired, but I’m sure DH would enjoy looking at your 4874 pictures from your childhood”
+1. My MIL did something similar when I had my first baby—she thought she could tell ME when she would give me MY baby back. She clearly viewed me as a child who would nod and smile and do what she was told. I refuse to have anything beyond a perfunctory relationship with anybody who tries to push me out of my role as mother to my children. FTR, my daughter was my MIL’s fifth grandchild, so she wasn’t new to this rodeo. This is one of many examples, but the bottom line is she thinks she’s in charge of me, my DH, and our kids. Even my DH says the happiest years of her life were the years with kids at home and she doesn’t distinguish between the roles of mother and grandmother.
Anonymous wrote:I truly don’t think DH and I have done anything to hurt or offend DIL. If we knew of something, we’d definitely want to know, and apologize.
DIL is polite but distant with us. Very “formal,” if that makes sense. Never warm and open. Is always pleasant, but doesn’t get close, doesn’t want to talk about herself. That would all be fine, but she is very warm and open and fun with other members of our family, including older adults.
I almost feel like it’s on purpose. I’ve mentioned feeling that she’s distant with us to my cousin, who is my age and lives close to us…and my cousin genuinely doesn’t know what I’m talking about, because DIL gives her warm hugs and chats with her and doesn’t avoid her. When DIL hugs me, it’s honestly like a stiff offering of her upper body, not a hug.
What can I do? Can I ask her why she’s close with others in our family, but not with me? I just want her to stay and chat with us, instead of going to bed early, and talk to us with some level of enthusiasm, like she does with relatives she sees far less frequently.
Anonymous wrote:Time is the only thing here OP. I really encourage you not to bring it up with her. It will not work.
Think about it like any other relationship. If you wanted to get closer with someone, would you sit them down and say "Please be more open and warm with me?" Of course not.
How long has she been a part of your family? With my SIL, it took a solid five years before she became comfortable enough with both me and my parents to really connect.
Just keep giving opportunities, being inclusive, and be as careful as you can not to sound judgmental. (I will admit though that it is a fine balance. It is difficult to develop true comfort and closeness when you are walking on eggshells to not offend....)
Anonymous wrote:Oh also, they have shown me that a comment they have a problem with will be rehashed for literally decades. So it feels unsafe to say much of anything, lest they latch on to it and drag it out later. Once literally 25 years ago when my DH and I were dating and before I knew the rules, I said I wondered if my DH would like something they had just purchased. It was a dumb thing to say and I was a dumb 25 year old. They STILL bring it up. "Remember when you said Chris wouldn't like that XX we bought! Then he loved it! Hahaha". Lesson learned.
18 years ago my husband's aunt made a political comment they didn't like. They still talk about it. Sooooo tiresome.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:It’s easy to be “on” for visiting relatives for, say, two hours. That’s a short visit. A party or going to church or a restaurant together. It’s easy to be social for a few hours.
But, especially for introverts, you need time to recharge. My ILs expect us to overnight-visit or vacation together and be TOGETHER AND CHATTING for every single g-d minute. No thanks, I need some alone time. I need some time to recharge.
I used to do what they want, but now I just take my time as needed and I really don’t care if they think I’m cold or whatever. I don’t need to sit in a circle, staring and talking about absolutely nothing all day. You do you.
This is me. I can't do 3 meals plus extended cocktail hour every day. It literally gives me a headache.
My ILs don't ask about my parents. I think they asked about my sibling once ever. Their idea of conversation is judgmental gossip about other people in the family and open trashing of anyone overweight, whether we know them or not. This tells me a lot about them and about what I am willing to share with them. I know my MIL judges me because I eat dinner. Not kidding.