The Side You Rarely See

I try to live my life with grace. I try to focus on hope, love, and fighting forward no matter what obstacles come our way. But today? Today, the part of me that rarely comes out needed to. Because I am angry. I am hurt. And I am tired of people who thrive on cruelty, manipulation, and destruction.

We all make mistakes—we are human, flawed, and learning as we go. But mistakes are meant to teach us, to help us grow, to make us better. They are not meant to be used as weapons to destroy someone else’s life. Yet, here we are, facing people who don’t care about learning, who don’t care about growth. People who only care about power, control, and their own twisted version of reality.

My mother-in-law is one of those people. She has abused my husband from the moment he took his first breath. The very person who should have protected him, loved him, and lifted him up has done nothing but tear him down. And as if that wasn’t enough, now she is trying to destroy us both. That was her final straw—her final chance to prove she could change, to prove she was capable of being a decent human being. But instead, she has chosen to align herself with his ex-wife—the same person who almost cost him his life.

I cannot wrap my head around this level of cruelty. She spends her time making phone calls, writing letters, spreading lies, and trying to turn people against us. All because she is a pathetic, narcissistic human being who refuses to face her own demons. She would rather isolate and destroy than do the hard work of healing. But I am done. I am so done.

There is no space for her in our lives. No room for her toxicity, her bitterness, her endless cycle of pain and manipulation. I will never go back. I will never allow her to be part of our world again. And as for his ex-wife? She can take her venom and her desperate need for control elsewhere. We are done being their victims.

All we want is to live in peace, to build a life that is ours, free from their chaos and destruction. But they can’t stand to see us happy. They can’t stand to see us moving forward, healing, loving, and fighting for the life they never wanted us to have. So they try to take away what little we have left—the few people in our corner, the small circle of love and support we’ve fought so hard to build.

But I have news for them: they don’t get to win.

I am angry, yes. I am hurt. But I am also strong. And I refuse to let them break us. They can throw every lie, every manipulative scheme, every ounce of their poison at us, but they will never take away what we have.

So go. Live your lives. Stay out of ours. We are done with you, and we are done letting you steal our peace. You are not welcome here.

We will keep moving forward. We will keep loving, healing, and fighting for the life we deserve. Because we are not like you. We choose love over hate. We choose growth over destruction. And most of all, we choose each other.

And that? That is something you will never take away.