On Sunday, we planned to have a lie-in, but wedding guests caught us off guard with their questions, interrupting our morning.

I had been with David for three years when he asked me to move in with him, which meant living with his parents in their house. After we tied the knot, things started to fall apart.

My mother-in-law would constantly blame David for whatever I did, which led to endless misunderstandings and arguments. She questioned my choices, whether I decided to go out to work or stay at home. One Sunday, we wanted to have a lie-in, but she burst into our room and started scolding us for not being up already. David tried to stand up for us, but she insisted it was her house and that she had the right to be in control.

Unable to take it any longer, David decided that very evening that we needed to look for a flat to rent. The prices were steep, but we had no other choice. As soon as we moved out, things immediately became better between us.

Later on, we found a plot of land we liked, but we couldnt afford to dig a well. We turned to David’s parents for help. My own father had died when I was still a child, and my mother, who lives in a little village, raised my two younger brothers on her own.

We started building our own place from scratch, and while sorting through paperwork, I discovered that the land was actually registered in my mother-in-laws name. I was shocked, and told David about it. He explained calmly that it was just a matter of formality, as my mothers savings had paid for the property before it was transferred to us.

But I didnt buy that explanation, and I insisted that his mother leave our new house. We lived separately for a month, but David promised to sort everything out and persuaded me to give our marriage another chance. Just a few months later, I learned I was pregnantsomething I had always dreamed of.

Upon hearing the news, we got back in touch with Davids family, but their attitude hadnt changed. They kept ringing us and inviting us over to show off the baby, even though Id asked for some space. My mother-in-law stirred up further tension, resulting in even more petty arguments between me and David. I reminded him of all the broken promises and the way his family treated me.

Then came the turning point. Davids mum contacted my mother and suggested we re-register the house, but insisted that my mother give up half its value. When she refused, my mother-in-law criticised me, accusing me of being lazy and not pulling my weight.

That was the moment I realised wed never be able to get along, especially when money seemed to drive every decision. It was time to end this relationship. I didnt need someone dictating how I should live my life. I decided to live for myselffrom now on, I would answer only to me, not to others’ expectations.

I have no regrets about my decision. I know I can support myself and my baby. Most likely, my husband will continue living with his mum.

Was I in the right?

What I did was about putting my own well-being and independence first, despite all the difficult circumstances and strained relations with my husbands family. Everyones situation is different, but ultimately, my choice was based on what I genuinely believe is best for me and my child.