1. ?I got married at 18. The fiancé at the time was an immigrant. I start university. And that's where the problems with his family began. His mother was a man who never laughed. He was checking my bag and if he saw any lips softening he would say, 'You go off the streets, why do you take these with you?' He always checked my bag. My father was behind me everywhere I went and was guarding me. I was afraid to go into the store to ask for an account and say why you went. They began to clash with my family about these behaviors. The anger of the debates with my own was getting me out. They were always cool, every word you said would explain why you said it, whatever you meant. And that so-called 'fiancé' listened to their every word and didn't talk to me to understand what the job was. I say on the phone come to explain things together and it didn't come. The second semester I stayed at his home for some circumstances. Work was over as everything ran out of patience and I took my belongings and left that house to never see her again. I started working after a few months, and there I met the guy I have today in my arms, initially as workmates, and over time we became life-long friends. When you see something going wrong it is futile to extend it further. It's never too late to make decisions in life. It may seem like the end of the world at first, but over time you realize that a chapter has just been closed to open a new one. It is up to us to build our lives and we do not have to fear prejudice. ?

2. "Where to start and where to start with 'my dear sister-in-law,' the Block Elite," that is how she holds herself. From the moment I got in touch with my husband, I didn't like it because I was 'peasant,' I was not from the Block, although I had done two universities and a master's degree and was doing a great job. And it wasn't long before I said, 'I'm proud to be a peasant,' that we all came from that. The insults didn't come, but he started telling me about my husband's islands. There were times he even introduced me and said, 'Good girl, if my brother had gotten her, she would have gone well.' Once, a friend of hers and my wife brought me on vacation with us. It went away, I got pregnant, my brain went away, because it said, 'I didn't get married, you got married and you had kids,' jealousy at the peak. He came home without a schedule, didn't do a single thing and I had to do everything. The lek didn't invest in the house at all, we used to eat and drink it, and we gave it some pocket money that it ran out of money (1 million yen a month) in Tirana pubs. After I was born there was a peak. I, like any woman, had postpartum stress and she told my husband she was crazy, look at her behavior, take her to the doctor that she is not well. I ran to my parents to calm down, and she began to make me jealous of my husband, weaving various intrigues. Every time we left home, he would bring our lovers home and sleep on our couch, the roof. How many times did we catch them in the house when I said no. He did not apologize, but he did his best to get us out of the house where we were reuniting the three of us with a small child, in a very difficult moment, I was jobless and my husband was out of work, and he decided even my mother-in-law and mother-in-law, and they no longer speak to us verbally. And the reason she did this was because I wasn't like her. And my husband used to say that I didn't take my sister for you, but for myself. I'm really stressful now on the economic side but at least I don't have the stress that I had with it. "

3. "I'm writing about my monster, my mother-in-law, who fell for me. I was 23 when I moved into that house, I was just still married without getting married. I only went once a week because I wanted to spend a little more time with my fiancé. At first it was sweet, I was looking forward to it. After 3 months she started hanging out with me, laying down the table and me not setting a plate, cooking things she knew I didn't eat, 'Will my mom eat?' told the fiancée to give him the stuffed plate. We argued and how often she was desperate to catch up with me and yet she kept going. I was terrified of getting married, so we decided to get out. That was where the catastrophe started ... insulting, insulting, but not in the eyes of my fiancé only when he was in front of me, some didn't tell me. I was spending time just crying, while the fiancée was talking completely different, we started the rift. We hardly talked at all just chatting, and the day I decided to cut ties with her, the fiancé listened to his mother talk to her sister about me, 'Quite frankly I got rid of that curly hair (because my mother-in-law was Muslim). What I didn't say, my son believed. Oh my gosh, I hear them just ringing on the phone, snapping their neck everywhere. ' After that he realized that I was wasting my time and apologized. Today I have one little girl 3 years old, I don't talk to any of his family, I'm comfortable though he still keeps shaming me because he already calls me guilty because her son doesn't talk to her. ?

4. ?When it comes to my fiancé's family I speak with passion and happiness. I have 4 years with my fiancé, 3 years of relationship and 1 year of marriage and my mother-in-law I have known since the first year I had known and my fiancé and I never thought I would have these relationships with my mother-in-law. I remember from day one until today we didn't say a word once so good, oh my God it looks like my friend and not mother-in-law. I remember when we first met he said these words to me: 'Anything that would seem unfair or hurt something I would say or do, I want you to say in my eyes and openly. So do you. ' I do not forget to say that that person has played an important role in my relationship for me to be where I am today. As for my father-in-law, I have little to say except that he is an exemplary and kind-hearted father and a man. I have very good relationships with her, but it is not that I have as much contact with my mother-in-law. As for my brother-in-law, he is a little lame and our relationship is very good. I thank God for hearing my prayers for a family of 2 such people who give me love and respect as if I were their daughter and never separate me from their sons for not saying they keep me happy and often times. "

First published in March 2015.