At first, my husbands family pretended to like me, but they always gave these little jabs at him, or only told stories that would make him look bad. It was a little weird, but it wasn’t anything to be crushed over. Shortly after our first six months of dating though, his sister took him out to lunch and started telling him hes making a mistake and how awful she thinks I am. It only got worse from there. His mom started cornering him and screaming at him, calling him in the middle of the night to ask whether he ever thinks Ill want to have sex with him, if he thinks he’ll be my hero, just extremely messed up things. They (his sister and mother) contacted anyone who might have a reason to dislike me, got extremely personal info about past mistakes that I was just recovering from, and even tried asking my boss how much I earn and if Im really a good employee. Im now married, but the thing is, I cant get away from them. They’ve told anyone who will listen endless lies and tales of how horrid I supposedly am, gone out of their way to create situations that make us look bad (pretending to have never been invited to the wedding, telling us to never show our faces again but then crying that we never come), and then when we confront them, they deny it all, playing dumb and innocently, saying they just love my husband and want him back, so on. We have extremely convicting evidence of all of this, showed it to them, and still they deflect, victimizing themselves and claiming they’ve “done nothing to hurt us” and that its ‘so cruel that we think they’d be so hateful.” Then of course they tell everyone how cruel we are for being so hateful and accusatory, and we get yelled at for breaking hearts. I never did anything to them, I dont understand why they have to do this. I’ve only spent time alone with his sister once, and nothing bad happened then. I barely even know these people and they never gave me a chance before doing all of this.

I go to a small college in a small town. I cant get away until I graduate in a year. Everywhere I go I run into people who glare at me and dislike me, and I don’t even know all of them. We cant even go to our hairdresser anymore. I’ve come so close to just wanting to end it all so many times. I cant take this much longer but I know that if I make it to graduation I can move away and never see them again, I just don’t know if I have it in me to keep going. I cant even trust anyone anymore. Its like all of my faith in humanity was ripped away, and its just me and my husband now- but couldn’t he have it all back and stop suffering with me if I weren’t still alive?