Warning, this is probably TL:DR I'm going insane right now. My sister/MOH is the least supportive person I've encountered, and my mother has taken it upon her (genuinely sociopathic) self to become a wedding dictator. My sister, upon finding out FI and I were dating, ran to our father trying to get him to forbid it on the grounds he's been divorced. Never mind the fact we're all adults, not religious, and my dad could care less as long as I'm happy. Their relationship has greatly improved, which is why I felt comfortable asking her to be my MOH. In fact, she's now comfortable to the point where he had to leave the room and later speak with her sternly at her recent birthday, because she (slovenly drunkenly) tried to put her hands down the back of his pants about 3 times in a 2 minute span. She's also VERY bitterly single, and since she's older than I am, is sullen, moody and depressed over my engagement, and I can't even discuss wedding plans with her without her crying. My mother is a liar and a gossip. Despite this, I love her, 'cause she's my mom. What I don't love is her telling aqcuaintances that since I haven't shared that much planning information with her, it means I'm thinking of calling it off. Or her attempting to make this HER wedding, and trashing every idea FI and I have. Which is why I'm not sharing that many details. Within weeks of announcing our engagement, she's decided on when, a color scheme, found a picture of the suit she wanted FI to wear, and (here's the kicker) a dress at a thrift store that I may as well get, since (in her head) it's just going to be immediate family at the ceremony. We've picked our date, since it has a lot of meaning to us (FI's dearly departed father's birthday, and our first official date), and every.single.time. I talk to her, the phone call goes like this "Why don't you get married in the fall, it's much nicer [than June...], and your colors will look better then. We really should have started working on this about a year ago. Maybe you can just postpone the reception until June, and I'll throw you guys a party in the backyard" My dad has been decent, taking the advice of a friend to heart (shut up, show up, pay up. FI and I are helping with the last part though) but has taken it upon himself to tell me how depressed my sister is, because everyone around her is getting hitched, and how mean my mother is. No Sh!t, huh?! I just needed to vent. FI has had to listen to me rant about this enough for the week, but I will burst if I don't get this out.