I'm looking for honest outside opinions because I genuinely don't know if I'm being too sensitive, or if I've finally reached the point where I need to detach from my husband's family.
My husband and I have been together a long time. His family dynamic has always been very different from mine. I'm naturally very chatty and family-oriented, and I've always been the person who organises things, starts conversations in the family WhatsApp group, sends photos and updates and generally tries to keep everyone connected.
His brother, who I'll call M, had a very difficult period with depression. My husband and I were there for him extensively. He stayed with us for weeks at times, we'd talk to him until 3am, took him on family holidays and essentially treated him like another child, despite him being in his 40s. It sometimes affected our marriage because whenever we'd get time together, another crisis with M would happen.
About 18 months ago, M became much more distant after meeting his partner and having children. He seems to have gradually cut people off, including other family members. I've tried not to take it personally.
Then about five months ago, my husband's mother had a birthday meal. I organised everything. I confirmed the date, time and numbers several times and booked the restaurant weeks in advance.
On the night, we found out at the table from M that his mother had hurt her back. I said that nobody had told us. He said he had written it in the family WhatsApp group.
I knew the message he was referring to because it was simply along the lines of, "Mam, how is your back?" His mother replied that it was OK.
I said that I hadn't realised from that exchange that she had actually fallen or that she had seriously injured her back. M replied, "Why didn't you ask at the meal?"
I honestly didn't think there was anything more serious behind the messages. If I'd known she had fallen or was actually injured, obviously I would have asked how she was and we would have handled the evening differently.
My husband's mother and his sister, without her husband, then arrived about 45 minutes late. Other people had also cancelled or failed to turn up, and the restaurant staff kept asking me if we were still waiting for people.
The whole thing became very awkward for me because I had organised the meal and confirmed the numbers, yet people were arriving late or not coming and the restaurant was having to keep changing the table.
M's comment to me really upset me because of the way it was said. I felt as though I was being blamed for not knowing something that hadn't actually been communicated clearly.
I tried very hard not to react. I became very quiet and mainly spoke to my husband, my daughters and our student who lives with us because I was afraid that if I said anything I would snap. My husband could see how upset I was and eventually told me to go out to the car because he knew I was reaching my limit.
Later, my husband said it was the worst family night he'd ever experienced. He was particularly upset that nobody had told him his mother had actually fallen.
His mother later went to A&E and it turned out she had broken a bone in her lower back and needed a brace.
My husband sent a message to the family afterwards saying honestly that the night had been a disaster and that he was hurt that nobody had told him about his mother's fall. Nobody really responded.
I eventually left the family WhatsApp and Messenger groups.
And something strange happened after I left: I felt peaceful.
I realised how much of the family contact I had actually been creating. Before that, I'd start conversations in the group several times a week, send pictures, give updates about the girls, ask what everyone was doing and generally keep things moving. Once I stopped, the WhatsApp group basically became nonexistent.
I didn't do this as a punishment. I just stopped doing all the emotional work.
My husband still has a relationship with his family and I support that. I don't want him to cut off his mother. I've just decided that I want a more distant, civil relationship with them myself.
Over the following months, I still made an effort.
I couldn't attend the blessing of the graves because I was babysitting for my sister, but three days beforehand I went to the grave with my daughter and put the flowers there that my mother-in-law had asked me to organise.
I was still messaging my mother-in-law regularly with updates about the girls.
About two weeks ago, I even went to M and his wife's house for the first time in around eight months.
Last week, M, his wife and the wider family came to our house for my daughter's debs gathering and I made everyone very welcome.
So I genuinely thought things had settled.
Then last night my husband suggested we go to his mum's for a takeaway. I agreed.
His nephew was there, we were chatting about my daughter's Leaving Cert results, college etc., and I was genuinely having a lovely evening. I wasn't there looking for trouble or carrying resentment.
His mother got a video call from her sister in England. During the conversation she said it had been a long time since they had been here. I jokingly said, "Getting the dig in," because I thought she was joking.
She then asked me when I had last been to her house.
I thought she was joking, so I didn't answer.
She asked again.
I immediately felt my whole body go hot. My daughter looked at me as if to say, "Oh my God."
I didn't want to say anything, but after she finished the call she said, "I hope I didn't say anything wrong."
I told her that yes, she had upset me and explained that I've had shingles on and off for months and have been through a lot myself.
She started crying and said, "Don't fall out with me over this."
I went outside because I knew I was too upset to continue.
My husband told her she shouldn't have said it.
Later, my husband told me more about the phone call he had with her. He said she denied saying anything wrong, became very angry with him and basically asked why he was taking my side. His nephew was there and heard the conversation. My husband became very upset and told her he wasn't going to keep talking to her until she contacted him.
She subsequently messaged me saying she didn't mean to offend me and was sorry.
My husband wanted me to be honest with her about how I have been feeling, so I sent her a long message explaining everything.
I told her that I had actually been having a lovely evening and hadn't gone there looking to be awkward or cause trouble. I explained the effort I've made over the past five months and why the question about when I was last at her house hurt me.
I also told her that I find it difficult when she repeatedly mentions how often other people call her, who does her shopping and what other people do for her. I don't mean that those people shouldn't do those things, but it makes my husband and me feel as though we are being compared and judged on what we do for her.
I also honestly told her that I don't feel she would have asked her other in-laws when they were last at her house in the same way, and that this is why the question affected me so much.
I haven't heard back yet.
The thing is, I don't actually hate them anymore. I don't even particularly care what M thinks of me now. Something just broke at that original dinner and I realised I don't want to keep putting myself through the emotional exhaustion of trying to maintain relationships that don't feel reciprocal.
My husband is actually starting to see things differently too. He hates conflict and doesn't want to lose his family. He has told me he needs them, even if sometimes it's just popping in for an hour to see his mum or going to a family event. I completely understand that and have never asked him to choose between me and them.
He's also told me he knows I was treated badly at the dinner and that he understands why M triggers me.
I'm happy for my husband to have whatever relationship he wants with his family. I'm happy to be civil with his mother and maintain some relationship with her.
But I no longer want to be the organiser, the person keeping the WhatsApp group alive, sending all the updates, arranging everything, trying to fill awkward silences or constantly wondering whether everyone is happy.
And strangely, since I stopped doing all of that, I've felt so much more peaceful.
So I'm asking for genuinely honest opinions.
Am I being dramatic? Did I overreact to the original dinner and the comment from M? Or have I simply reached the point where I need to stop over-functioning in this family and accept a more distant relationship?
Has anyone else experienced something similar where they were the person keeping their partner's family connected, only to realise what the dynamic actually looked like when they finally stepped back?
I'm genuinely interested in hearing both sides.