Hello all,
This is my first post, I wish it could be a better one, a more positive question/story. I need some unbiased advice on something I would have never, in a million years, expected to happen.
My fiance's parents (and possibly family) have decided they hate me.
A little backstory: My fiance and I have been together for 2 years, we have been engaged for 8 months, and the wedding is in 7 months. My 28-year-old fiance's finances (mostly his savings) were being handled by his super-Christian (Baptist) parents, and they've kept a pretty tight grip on them, which doesn't bother me because we didn't ever need to touch that. We moved in together, much to his family's chagrin, in order to save up for the wedding. My parents are helping us with the DJ, the flowers, the catering, the honeymoon hotel (a week long trip in NOLA), and even pitched in for my dress. His parents offered to pay for the rehearsal dinner, which I believe is tradition so that's fine, we didn't ask them to help with anything else.
Two weeks ago we looked over our budget closely to see if we could afford a second car, as we wanted to be prepared should anything happen to my car-which we are sharing at the moment. We decided a cash car would be good so we could avoid monthly payments. Fiance approached his parents about it, who went haywire and were angry that he asked. They accused me of feeding him words, accused him of lying as to why we decided we needed a second car, demanded to know what our finances are, etc. etc. It ended with them kicking him off of their family phone plan, then getting angry with him for switching to a different company, and finally saying they would release his savings to him.
Yesterday, Fiance's mother stopped by our apartment to drop off his check, where she told him I was "not saved, due to being a Catholic, and therefore is not living a Christian lifestyle, and is partying and drinking at bars all the time." She also passed some extremely negative judgments against my parents, for being young, and my brother and his fiancee for having two children out of wedlock. She basically said that they wouldn't be upset if they weren't invited to the wedding, and that we should split up because if we haven't committed fornication then there's no point in us being together anyway.
Not entirely sure where she witnessed my bar-binges because I have not stepped into a bar in well over a year--we certainly don't have the time considering we wake up at 6am, sun-fri, go to work and don't get home until about 7:30-8pm. From there we eat dinner, take a mile-long walk, and then go to bed to do it all over again the next day.
Am I crazy? Is it me?
Has anyone else experienced anything like this before?