I know, I know - you have all walked me through living with my in-laws a hundred times...but I'm still not really 'okay with it'. More than anything, I have let it subside (the argument) because nothing is changing. I still, deep down in my heart, want what I want. I know it's not a punishment or hell and I know that he wants it because he really cares about the health and safety of his parents and I also know that they're not bad people (quite the opposite), but I can't help it...I just get jealous.
Jealous of my friends who are Indian who are getting engaged and married and starting their new lives together. Jealous of my friends with more westernized backgrounds whose future in-laws are okay with them having a different lifestyle. I am jealous of my friends who are picking out a new house together, even if it's not the biggest or most expensive. I am jealous, slightly, of the issues that come about with a first home or apartment, because, in my mind, they are part of your first few years of marriage - the adjustments you make as a couple. Once in a while, inbetween my happiness for other people, something inside of me just sparks, and I feel so jealous and bitter and I can't get it to stop. It doesn't help that all of his friends do not live with their families! Only one will and he has had the chance to move out on his own and his Mom will be moving in with them. I am appreciative of all the good things we have and I am so lucky to have him in my life, but I can't help but feel this way, and sometimes it does ugly things and makes me a very unhappy person. I can't say that this is what I want and I know I'll be bitter and angry about it for a long time, but I can't adjust. This is the only thing that could tear us apart. Not even the distance has done this much damage to us.
Does anyone have any advice for me on this jealousy? I know, I know - the grass isn't always greener on the other side, and the friends who DO live with their in laws aren't dying of unhappiness. But, isn't it normal to think about the small dreams - even if they are simple things like a first apartment and picking out dishes and the images I have of eating chinese take out on the floor in our poorly furnished apartment...and miss them?