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I married early, at 23 years old, after the wedding lived for half a year in a rental apartment, then there was an acute question with housing, there were savings + wanted to take a mortgage and buy ready-made housing. But the wife's parents insisted on the construction of a new house, it was intended to take the amount more + everything they earned to invest in the construction of the house, and at this time to live with her parents, the aunt promised to help with the construction and insisted that we would live with them in a small private house. By the way, I kept the promise, it stretched for 3 years...3 years of hell. The first weeks were not bad enough, but you know that when you start living with people, you will learn about them a lot more, all the bad sides manifest especially strongly.
My husband and I had a small room in which we lived. The morning began with the fact that the aunt sharply opened the door and stared into the room with wishes for a good morning and all the same, I was in some cowards, however, as my husband. In the future it became worse, we closed the door before going to bed, and in the morning it was already opened and the waiter wished good morning, not opening the door. One night I woke up from the fact that the door was opening, opened my eyes and saw the dog enter the room and for 5-10 seconds stared closely at us. But each of them had their own cockroaches, although we lived in their house, I didn’t give it any importance.
Testi is a very characteristic person, no one trusts, impulsive, in addition, a former employee of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He was always going through everything about me, I felt like he was watching me, there was some sort of persecution mania))). Every evening we always had a conversation with the tester and I felt like I was being interrogated, he was always asking cavernous questions, I was starting to worry, binge, talk, he was asking me more and more information.
His opinion was the most important, we always did what he wanted, he was terribly offended, if my wife and I made a decision without consulting him, he was angry.
To pay tribute to the aunt, he still helped to build the house, was so to say a breakthrough on the construction, but during this time I earned a nervous disorder exactly. He criticized my work all the time, he was always annoyed by the way I breathe, how I sneeze, how I eat, that I sit in the toilet for a long time, and so on. The guys were a gesture, every morning they woke up at 5 a.m. and walked past the room, doing their business, not trying to hide the noise, why I never slept.
The Wife had 2 sisters, both were with children, so while the husbands were at work, they came every day with the children and behaved like at home, could open the door to our room, and there I was myself (because I work with the schedule of the day after two) the husband was at work with the usual daily schedule. I have repeatedly said that I am disturbing them.
Fuh, he said, it became easier. From all this I concluded that living with my parents while married is a gesture because it is the direct path to divorce. Also, if you make an offer to a child with a spouse to live with you, you need to realize that you need to be responsible for your decisions and not show dissatisfaction from living together! Sorry for the bump, thank you all for your attention.
My husband and I had a small room in which we lived. The morning began with the fact that the aunt sharply opened the door and stared into the room with wishes for a good morning and all the same, I was in some cowards, however, as my husband. In the future it became worse, we closed the door before going to bed, and in the morning it was already opened and the waiter wished good morning, not opening the door. One night I woke up from the fact that the door was opening, opened my eyes and saw the dog enter the room and for 5-10 seconds stared closely at us. But each of them had their own cockroaches, although we lived in their house, I didn’t give it any importance.
Testi is a very characteristic person, no one trusts, impulsive, in addition, a former employee of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He was always going through everything about me, I felt like he was watching me, there was some sort of persecution mania))). Every evening we always had a conversation with the tester and I felt like I was being interrogated, he was always asking cavernous questions, I was starting to worry, binge, talk, he was asking me more and more information.
His opinion was the most important, we always did what he wanted, he was terribly offended, if my wife and I made a decision without consulting him, he was angry.
To pay tribute to the aunt, he still helped to build the house, was so to say a breakthrough on the construction, but during this time I earned a nervous disorder exactly. He criticized my work all the time, he was always annoyed by the way I breathe, how I sneeze, how I eat, that I sit in the toilet for a long time, and so on. The guys were a gesture, every morning they woke up at 5 a.m. and walked past the room, doing their business, not trying to hide the noise, why I never slept.
The Wife had 2 sisters, both were with children, so while the husbands were at work, they came every day with the children and behaved like at home, could open the door to our room, and there I was myself (because I work with the schedule of the day after two) the husband was at work with the usual daily schedule. I have repeatedly said that I am disturbing them.
Fuh, he said, it became easier. From all this I concluded that living with my parents while married is a gesture because it is the direct path to divorce. Also, if you make an offer to a child with a spouse to live with you, you need to realize that you need to be responsible for your decisions and not show dissatisfaction from living together! Sorry for the bump, thank you all for your attention.