A vent.

I know I said I was going to try and be positive but I have to get this vent out. I really dislike my inlaws sometimes. I hate the way they make all of their children vie for their love and attention. I hate that we all do it anyway. I hate how my husband is so forgiving of them. I hate that they don't treat my kids like grandparents should. I hate that they only talk about how great 2 of their grandkids are while the other 4 are chopped liver. I hate that they didn't have the decency to tell my kids goodbye when they decided to move. I hate they stand by and support when their children make bad decisions but don't support their children when they make the right ones. It kills me that everything is always about them and I hate that it upsets me. I wish I could not care about them. I wish it didn't hurt. I wish I didn't doubt their love and I wish I could let myself have no expectations from them so it didn't hurt so bad when they didn't live up to them.

The one thing I have to say about my parents is that although they can be wacky sometimes at least I have never doubted that they love me and when I really need them I know they will be there.

I honestly can't imagine what it is like to have a deadbeat parent because this is hard enough and they are in our lives although they don't seem to really get what it means to be a parent. I will stop venting now. I just need to get it out because Adam just doesn't get it sometimes and I feel bad always venting about his parents to him because they are his parents whether it makes me happy or not.