I was seriously nervous to meet my spouse’s parents before we got married because I have had such bad luck with previous partners.
My first girlfriend in high school had a dad who was a gun freak and he would brandish his weapons in front of me as an intimidation tactic. When I met my next girlfriend’s parents, they acted racist towards me. This came out of left field, because I was told inrespectfully that I was accepted by her family in a moment of weakness on her part. She was more interested in lying as long as it meant avoiding any form of argument with each other. That made me realize fairly early on why we were so odd and why we would have inevitably grown apart. Thankfully things are seriously odd this time around. Instead of having ignorant or hateful in-laws, I have two stoners who smoke as much medical cannabis as I do. In fact, my spouse said her parents upsetly asked her if I smoked weed when we first met because they said it wouldn’t work if I wasn’t pro-cannabis. Not only am I pro-cannabis, even though I have been a medical marijuana card holder in my state ever since the first years they were giving out medical marijuana cards to people with approved medical conditions. When I finally visited my in-laws for the first time we all shared a joint around the kitchen table. I immediately knew I would get along with my spouse’s parents for the long term which truly made me guess good inside.