(For context, my partner’s parents divorced when he was about 7, so 30 years ago. They still cannot be in the same room without making it uncomfortable for everyone and I don’t know how to deal with this, given I’m pregnant and my partner and I have discussed marriage).

*I also have ptsd.

So my partner and I were renting through an agent however my MIL is the owner of the house. When she found out I was pregnant, she went absolutely ballistic because we can’t “raise a baby in that house”. She evicted us and told us to get out asap. We found a rental that was clean and within our budget. We moved. We gave ourselves a month to move.

She told us to take our time getting stuff out of her house and make sure it wasn’t a stressful experience.

When she saw the new rental, she exploded that the house was not suitable to have a child in and we should just put everything in storage and move in with her.

She constantly refers to our new place as “disgusting” and “ugly”. It’s a little dated, but it’s clean, no mould and has working plumbing.

The day we moved in, I wanted everything put into the garage so that I could put things away in my own time. She refused to put anything in the garage because it was “filthy”, so dumped everything on our kitchen floor. It’s been so overwhelming to know where to start.

48 hours after we moved the majority of our things, she flipped and said we had 24 hours to get everything out of her house or it was going in a skip. The arrangement we had with the estate agent was we still had 2.5 weeks to get everything done.

I got stressed and spent 5 days bedridden with migraines. She snapped at me and said that was properly communicated to her and I only had migraines because I was pregnant. I have been on daily migraine preventative medication for 6 years and have suffered from them since I was a child.

In addition to this, Earlier this week, my partner got an interrogative phone call from his father asking why I don’t like them and why I don’t reach out and ever call them. Personally he’s never made me feel welcome in the family and he’s never asked about me.

Today it’s my birthday. I have absolutely nothing in me. I decided to get my hair styled this morning and while I was there, he called me. I couldn’t answer, apart from the fact I was having my hair curled, there were multiple hairdryers going etc.

As I left, my brother called me. I spoke to him briefly and then went to help my partner move the last of our things. Then we had breakfast. I also received calls from my family during this time including my 90 yr old grandma, whose calls I didn’t answer.

We came home, my partner unpacked the car and i hopped into bed and slept. I was planning on returning the calls after i recharged a bit.

Instead I woke up when my partner came inside and he received a bunch of texts saying im rude and why do i hate them. And I just cried because I didn’t even have the energy to speak to my grandma who I absolutely adore and i already feel guilty because I haven’t been able to help much with the move and everything has just got to me and I can’t stop crying and I’m just so overwhelmed with everything right now.

I haven’t even responded to my two besties today because I just couldn’t.