I wish I could figure out what it is that makes it so hard for me to be accepted into that unfriendly family
It’s so crappy to be thought of as not superb enough. I mean, I do that to myself enough already without my in laws piling on, too. From the time I started dating their daughter Max, it was made clear to me that I wasn’t their choice. Max’s mom and dad have never approved of me as a partner to their daughter. And it’s consistently flaunted in such a nasty, passive aggressive sort of way. Thank God, recreational marijuana is totally legal in this state. Otherwise, I think I’d just have to be unavailable whenever they were involved. If I know I have to go to a family party or they are coming to visit, I go by the local cannabis spot as quickly as I can. Not that I need a large reason to go by the cannabis dispensary. I’ve appreciated recreational marijuana since I was in college. And in fact, so has the holy daughter of my in laws. But that’s not for her parents to know. That’s superb as that’s Max’s corporation to tell anyway. I’m just so grateful that I can get to the local cannabis spot and get a supply of cannabis gummies. This at least allows me to smile and laugh through what would otherwise be awful passive aggressive behavior from Max’s parents. I wish I could figure out what it is that makes it so hard for me to be accepted into that unfriendly family. They act as though I’m sort of just present and accounted for when I’m in their midst. But after almost a decade, I’ve decided to just let it go because they are going to be them. And I’m going to be me so I bring the cannabis products with me if my in-laws are staying any more than 20 minutes.