Ok, so here is the funny part.
After feeling really guilty all night, and trying to figure out what to do with this elephant I invited into the room, I decided I needed help. This morning, I phoned DFM’s uncle (MIL’s brother) to ask his council. He is a fine older gentleman, whom I greatly respect, he and his wife are temple workers every week, they are busy retirees, and they are both fantastic people. Knowing that I might well be chastised by him for my disrespect, I decided to come clean anyway, and risk his displeasure in order to make some progress. My thinking was, since he has dealt with her for the better part of 70 years, maybe he could help me.
When I phoned, I told him I needed some council regarding MIL, and he put me on speaker phone so his wife could listen in as well. Then, I explained the entire thing, including all the horrid things I said, sparing nothing. When I finished: He Laughed! He laughed at the whole thing, even really naughty parts! His response, when he finished laughing, was “Well, she is an odd bird, isn’t she?!”
He also suggested not talking to her without a witness again, since then she cannot formulate whatever fiction of the event she likes. He volunteered to be the mediator, and I think I will take him up on it. Egad! What a nightmare!
But I am SO relieved- it’s NOT me, it’s NOT my wacky hormones, and I’m NOT crazy! So tonite, get down on your bended knees and thank the good Lord for your mother-in-law, because I have thrown down the gauntlet, and no one can take me down!