I was told after crying the one time in front of my mother-in-law that maybe I needed to go and "talk to someone." She said I seemed to be "having all these problems." We started having "words" she had said, after that first disagreement at the Lakehouse that turned into my SIL never visiting again. I thought for a woman that is a Special Education Teacher her quick refusal to see me again after our first disagreement was rather punitive, I had wondered if she treated her students the same way.
The lake property would be mine because I was his wife "Mr and Mrs," and the problem was that because I came from a divorced family I might divorce and was making a big deal out of nothing.
At the time we had lawyers, tax professionals, and various others who knew how these properties were being set up after we married, but no one explained to me how legally this was not in my best interest and down the road would be very dangerous. I believed and was assured that "everything was fine" and that I "think too much!" That I just needed to concentrate on being a "wife" and everything would be fine. My husband was a great guy and everyone would tell me what a good family he came from. There were so many people in our lives who cared that there couldn't possibly be anything wrong, especially lawyers.
So I didn't think "talking to someone" would be a big deal, it must be me. I wanted to please my new mother-in-law. She was a difficult person, but like with everyone else in my life, I took it as my responsibility to "get along." I had just 4yrs ago went to a DWAI program for drinking and driving. My new boyfriend, her son left me one night in a bar and I drove home. Another person was stopped, but I turned myself in. I was following the other car and we both ended up speeding. The officer was respectful and wondered why I turned myself in. I actually appreciated the counseling from the professional program I attended. I wasn't alcoholic but had learned about abuse patterns in my life, which became invaluable. It was around this time I had disclosed to my new husband that I had been molested by my cousin. I had forgiven him and moved on with my life. So making another appointment with our local hospital seemed to be not a big deal. In fact "everyone" had agreed the properties were set up fine. It was me who had the problem.
I made an appointment and went to see a therapist a couple of times. She told me "there was nothing wrong with me," when I expressed that others were inferring there were. She said I had married into a very "traditional family" and needed to learn how to be a "wife." To continue to work on "getting along" with everyone and I would be fine. I asked after a couple of sessions if I needed to continue and she joked that if I wanted to "pay her to be my friend" I could, but mostly I just needed to make friends and continue to try and be a "good wife." I was to find out recently this therapist who I trusted to be decent had supposedly written up something very different. I was told by the same hospital recently I had a "psychotic break" all those years ago and that's why I saw her. That I had a psychotic break at the beginning of the marriage, had been mentally ill all along, and had also had one at the end of the marriage, which accounted for the 14 arrests, 10 evictions and the ongoing inability to live my life and the recent recommendations that I will be committed. All horrible lies, but I had to put this all together myself.
So I didn't think "talking to someone" would be a big deal, it must be me. I wanted to please my new mother-in-law. She was a difficult person, but like with everyone else in my life, I took it as my responsibility to "get along." I had just 4yrs ago went to a DWAI program for drinking and driving. My new boyfriend, her son left me one night in a bar and I drove home. Another person was stopped, but I turned myself in. I was following the other car and we both ended up speeding. The officer was respectful and wondered why I turned myself in. I actually appreciated the counseling from the professional program I attended. I wasn't alcoholic but had learned about abuse patterns in my life, which became invaluable. It was around this time I had disclosed to my new husband that I had been molested by my cousin. I had forgiven him and moved on with my life. So making another appointment with our local hospital seemed to be not a big deal. In fact "everyone" had agreed the properties were set up fine. It was me who had the problem.
I made an appointment and went to see a therapist a couple of times. She told me "there was nothing wrong with me," when I expressed that others were inferring there were. She said I had married into a very "traditional family" and needed to learn how to be a "wife." To continue to work on "getting along" with everyone and I would be fine. I asked after a couple of sessions if I needed to continue and she joked that if I wanted to "pay her to be my friend" I could, but mostly I just needed to make friends and continue to try and be a "good wife." I was to find out recently this therapist who I trusted to be decent had supposedly written up something very different. I was told by the same hospital recently I had a "psychotic break" all those years ago and that's why I saw her. That I had a psychotic break at the beginning of the marriage, had been mentally ill all along, and had also had one at the end of the marriage, which accounted for the 14 arrests, 10 evictions and the ongoing inability to live my life and the recent recommendations that I will be committed. All horrible lies, but I had to put this all together myself.
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