I hate to think that I’m writing an in-law letter—it feels so cliche! But here we are. Generally, I get along quite well with my husband’s parents. We have our differences but they have been generous and welcoming to me since we started dating. The problem is that my father-in-law makes comments about women that ENRAGE me. In particular, he often criticizes his sister’s weight (behind her back) and uses terribly derogatory and offensive slurs (both weight-related and more general aka “bitch”). He seemingly thinks because they have a contentious relationship (I’m not judging that—I understand difficult sibling dynamics) that it’s OK to insult her for her weight. WTF?!
I’ve tried to make my discomfort known while not starting a fight, but he still says these terrible things around me. And now, I’ve just given birth to a baby girl and I do not want her to EVER hear those words come out of her grandfather’s mouth. Not to mention that when my husband and I started dating I was close to underweight, but now after the pandemic, years of hormone therapy, and a difficult pregnancy/postpartum period, I am now medically classified as obese. So there’s an added layer of embarrassment for me (as if I AGAIN make known that I’m offended by his language—POOF—I’ll be outing myself as a fat person and not just a temporarily weight-challenged new mom).
My question for you is: Do I have to be the one to shut this down? Can I make my husband talk to his father about it? He seems annoyed by his father’s hurtful words but not nearly as outraged as I am. (If you’re wondering about my mother-in-law, she also seems uncomfortable with her husband’s words but brushes it off with an almost playful, “Stop that, Bob!”) I have a sneaking suspicion my outspoken feminism isn’t always appreciated by my father-in-law, and I assume that’s why he hasn’t listened to my appeal to stop this behavior in the past. I also think it’s unfair that the fat woman so often has to be the one to shut down fat-shaming men. Can’t my husband handle the emotional labor of this for once? If not for me, then for our daughter? Or is that just me taking the lazy way out?
—Elephantine in the Room