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TIFU by calling my sister’s future mother-in-law a “rotten old bag”.

TIFU for calling my sisters future mother in law names and “ruining” her party.

My (23F) sister (28F) has always been a pushover. I love her to death but it’s sometimes frustrating how she lets people, even strangers walk all over her. She complains and cries to to us behind door but isn’t able to defend herself upright ever. We all do our absolute best to be there for her but sometimes it’s hard to not be frustrated.

She has been engaged to her fiancé (30M) for about 2 months now.My family wasn’t happy with this development as we could see how badly his fiancés family treated her even before the engagement. They have called her in the middle of the night to take care of his grandma or pick groceries or medication or whatever because apparently no one could despite his older brother and wife living with them and not working.

They started dictating her going outs because a “to-be-married” woman she shouldn’t behave a certain way or go out certain places or meet certain people.

My sister would literally wear her work uniform leave the house then go to our aunts house and stay there all day because if they knew she was with at ours they’d call her up for favours (we live fairly close and one of our neighbours bors is related to the fiancé).

Today the “future MIL” had thrown a party in celebration of something and we were invited. We were there 20 minutes and she started grilling my sister to do this and that. Whenever we tried to say something my sister told us not to mind it so we kind of held it in. I was loosing it already but I snapped when I heard the fiancés mom sisters and aunt gather together chatting and laughing then went on to making fun of my sister. I won’t mention everything but thy called her stuff along the line of a loose woman who is too desperate. The to be MIL said she would take time and “whip” her into the perfect DIL. I walked up to then and asked loudly what they meant. And I didn’t let it go when they tried to deflect.

I probably insulted them their ancestors, their predecessors, their husbands, their family and their lifestyle. My sister was desperately trying to calm me down but I grabbed her arm and dragged her alone and told my family to gather their things and drove us home.

When we got home,no one said another word. My sister didn’t blame me at all and just excused herself to her room.

I frankly don’t feel bad about what I did but I do feel bad for my sister. I know I have hurt her but I was just at my wits length listening to them chat shit about her. It went to a spiral of what they would say in a more isolated meeting or how they would treat her once married if they’re already horrible so confidently out in the open.

I don’t regret it but I feel some sort of guilt. Idk what to do.

TL;DR TIFU by calling my sister’s future mother-in-law a “rotten old bag”.

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