Hello, famz. I stay in Abuja. Okay, I will keep it short. I have a sister-in-law who reached out to us two years ago, saying she wanted to stay with us during her NYSC. Mind you, they stay in Akure, where my husband built a very big house. So she reached out to us. At first, it didn’t sit right with me, but I had no choice but to allow it. I initially stylishly declined, but it somehow turned into a big issue between me, my husband’s sister, and their elder sister because she told their other sister that I had stylishly declined the offer. So I just had to let it go. Fast forward to last year, she was done with her programme, but before that, she had already been saying that she would still like to work in her company for a while before leaving. I just acted along and made it seem like I wasn’t concerned because I believed that once she was done with her NYSC, she would leave, and I would discuss it with my husband. We had already agreed that she was only here for NYSC. So after her NYSC programme, she went home and later came back to Abuja,
saying she wanted to work, whereas they hadn’t even called her for an interview yet, let alone offered her the job. Now she’s here again, and I’m not okay with it. I told my husband about it, and he’s also not really okay with it because sometimes his sister and I have issues, and she goes to report me to their elder sister, which causes a lot of problems. So my husband doesn’t even know how to tell his sister to go back to Akure, or maybe he just doesn’t want to look cruel because they always make it seem like we’re being cruel. I don’t want it to seem like I’m pushing him into doing something he doesn’t want to do, and I also don’t want to be the person causing issues between them, so I just let it slide. But deep down, I’m always pained. It’s not that I don’t want to help, but the fact that whenever we have even the slightest misunderstanding, she carries it straight to her sister, who is always on her side and never wants to hear me out. That’s why these days, whenever anything happens or I sense it might cause an issue, I just let it go immediately.
So I just want to rant and get it off my chest. I never saw myself as someone who would be uncomfortable in my own house because I love being in my own space. I don’t know if it’s just me or if it’s weird. I just want it to be me, my husband, my daughter, and any other children we have. I want us to be alone, with no third parties. That’s how I pictured my home, and that’s how I love it to be. I only want people to know what I choose to let them know. I don’t want people to really know what’s going on in my marriage because when they do, they tend to cause more rifts and unnecessary issues. I don’t know if you guys understand where I’m coming from, but it is well. God will help me. I don’t know if she wants to stay here until she gets married because she’s always saying she misses home and doesn’t like Abuja, yet she still crawls back here. Mtchewww!
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