Dear Father ….in Law,

It’s the last few days of another year and I’m forced to open up to you at last after my few years of silence.
The truth is that i didn’t think marriage would make me wish for bachelorhood after having a feel of it but it has.
I’ve continued to envy my single peers like my life depends on it since day one.

I never imagined it’ll be like this not with the many cross roads I’ve been in every single day and it’s all because of the mess you put me into.
You made it seem like taking your daughter’s hand was a thing of honour, like I was taking the hand of a Princess.
You made me think it was a rare opportunity, like I was entering into a fold that was full proof, one without any flaws whatsoever.
I thought you’d taken care of all the cultural know-how every lady should possess, that you’d instilled discipline in her.
I believed you made hard work a priority and that all your daughters knew the drill, from sweeping the house and doing the laundry.
I’ve been doing that myself all this years; I wash my clothes because Madam cannot use the washing machine.
I sweep my room, lay my bed and even cook sometimes.
Your daughter is always too busy with her phones to notice anything.

You should come around unannounced one of these days; you’d think she’s the maid.
She’s always looking unappealing, like one who needs sometime with the Shrink.
My people are scared for me; especially my Mother until death took her.
Right in front of my younger sister I scrubbed the floors of the house in our second year and none of your daughters cared to help.
Your younger daughter was with us on holidays then.
Maybe you didn’t teach them that part of respect or they didn’t learn it from outside your home.
It’s not written anywhere but the African culture permits that when an older person is performing a task, the young people present should at least offer to assist.

Didn’t i look fulfilled on our wedding day, despite having sold off my other car to make up for the wedding expenses?
You made it clear you didn’t want a low-key ceremony for your first daughter and I just had to look good to the family.
Maybe I would’ve given her that same car to learn the art of driving because your daughter is yet to have a car of her own after four years of marriage.
Why?
She still cannot drive a car.
Phew! It’s been hard teaching her.
I’ve involved two driving schools too the results are several dents on my car, the only mobile asset I own.

Did I tell you that six months after our wedding she attempted to commit suicide?
She jumped out of the car on our way to work in the morning on the highway, hoping to be mangled by a fast moving car.
I know you recall how she gulped half a bottle of “Hypo” too to kill herself.
These have been trying times for me, little arguments don’t warrant such actions.
Little wonder I’ve grown tired of your interference, as far as I’m concerned you’re third party.
You don’t need to summon me each time she calls you over every little argument we had.

On your birthday party in June; it was my idea to give you that befitting birthday present, which I believe was the biggest gift you received that day.
Your daughter could only suggest a bottle of perfume or alternatively, whiskey.
Probably she knows you too well to suggest anything better.
Same way she does when it comes to contributing to taking decisions in the house.
What I got in return was an insult from you and your friends at the round table.
I’ve still not come to terms with the manner of embarrassment you meted on me there right in the open….you wanted to know "why your daughter wasn’t growing fat but I looked well fed?”
Come to think of it, your other married daughter isn’t better off.
Maybe they missed a few rounds of injection needles in their infant years. Who should have made sure they got them? You, I suppose.
It’s been a lonely road for me; my health is failing cause of that.

It’s been four long years of marriage and after all this time, I’ve experienced untold emotional torture.
I wonder what you’d tell me if I was your own Son.
I want to know what you think.
For one last time you have a chance to salvage whats left because i've had my fill of this rubbish.

Yours Faithfully,

Son-in-law gone berserk

tpia2005:
btw is anyone going to summarize
all i saw was this:

Tashamania:
Wow!!

two things i love most in life;
1. girls that bear Natasha
2. wrestlemania.

now it all manifests in one person i.e Tasha + mania = tashamania
if only her eyes can be opened to see that she and I arr meant to be

Nmeri17:


two things i love most in life;
1. girls that bear Natasha
2. wrestlemania.

now it all manifests in one person i.e Tasha + mania = tashamania
if only her eyes can be opened to see that she and I arr meant to be

Tashamania:


My eyes will still remain blind to that
Now, tell me, how many of them here are you and them meant to be?

go check yo PM

Nmeri17:


two things i love most in life;
1. girls that bear Natasha
2. wrestlemania.

now it all manifests in one person i.e Tasha + mania = tashamania
if only her eyes can be opened to see that she and I arr meant to be

spikesC:



I go just dey watch you. You don leave HTML/CSS follow woman baa

spikesC:



I go just dey watch you. You don leave HTML/CSS follow woman baa

Evina:

Also he claimed to scrub his own floor in the presence of younger people, who happen to be his wife, her sister and his own younger sister. How come his own sister did not offer to help? Yet he accuses another of the very same rude act his own sister is guilty of.

LordReed:
Shouldn't the letter be directed at the MIL?

mybad:


Another shocker there!
MIL has never featured in the movie.
They've been separated for many years.
She left FIL about 15 years ago.

LordReed:

And the daughters never stayed with her again?

ottizz:
OP, advise your friend never to send such a letter to his FIL. Never. He comes off a whiner. Why complain to another man on how to handle his household. It is almost as if he was doing the bidding of his FIL during the marriage rites and during his short marriage span, which reeks of weakness. Why would you allow a FIL to decide how much you should spend on a wedding? If the FIL wants a bigger wedding, then he should spend his own money on the things he wants to see during the wedding. I believe we should respect our parents and parents-in-law, but when it comes to things that will jeopardize unity of the nuclear family, a line has to be drawn. Then, and only then will they give you your due respect. Forget complaining to your FIL and focus more on your wife. Be the man of your household for Chrissake!