Reddit Stories - BROTHER in law MENTIONED that I was FORTUNATE to join their family through...

Episode Date: December 6, 2025

Summary: A brother-in-law expressed his appreciation for my presence in the family, highlighting how fortunate I was to join them. This acknowledgment fostered a deeper connection and appreciation for family ties, emphasizing the importance of acceptance and belonging within familial relationships, ultimately enhancing our bond and shared experiences.

I hope you enjoy this story. Brother-in-law mentioned that I was fortunate to join their family through marriage since my origins were humble, so I shared images of him making advances toward me prior to my marriage in the family group chat. Now his fiancé left him after finding photos of me on his phone. Brother-in-law claimed I was lucky to marry into the family and would never find better, so I got proof of the time he tried to flirt with me before my marriage and posted it on the family group chat during the family dinner. Now he is furious because I just ruined his engagement and his relationship with his brother and that means on the problem because I never understood the family otherwise I would have appreciated his

playful nature. Last night, our family gathering turned into a massive argument and things got really intense. You see, it started out as a normal family dinner, something we do pretty often. But this time, there was something different about it my brother-in-law, Richard, was coming over with his fiance. To give you some background, Richard doesn't live nearby. He's in another town, and because of his busy work schedule and personal life, he doesn't visit us much. We rarely get to see him, so whenever he does come home, it's kind of a big deal for my in-laws who miss him a lot. But this time, there was even more reason to be curious and excited he recently got engaged to a woman none of us had ever met before. The engagement itself happened really

fast. Richard had only been dating this woman for three months before he proposed to her. That caught all of us off guard. We were surprised, maybe even a little skeptical, just because it all happened so quickly. But since we hadn't met her yet, we wanted to keep an open mind. This dinner was going to be our first chance to finally see who she was, get to know her, and welcome her into the family. We were all eager, maybe even a little nervous, but overall, we hoped for the best. Before I get into what happened at the dinner, there's something important I need to share about my brother-in-law, Richard. This isn't easy to talk about, but it plays a big role in why things went the way they did. In the past, Richard has harbored an unhealthy obsession with me. When I first became

part of this family, my brother-in-law made me uncomfortable in ways I didn't know how to handle. He would constantly make comments about my looks behind my husband's back, saying things like I was too beautiful to settle down with him. At first, I thought he was just being friendly or making silly, awkward jokes. I didn't take it too seriously and assumed he was just trying to be nice in his own way. But as time passed, his behavior became more persistent, and it was clear that his interest in me wasn't just casual. His compliments became more intense, he paid extra attention to me, and there were a lot of

was something about the way he spoke that made me uncomfortable. What I had first thought was harmless teasing started to feel more like an obsession. He would stock my social media, checking up on me far more than was normal. I realized this when he started bringing up things he shouldn't have known about unless he had been closely following my online activity. For example, during conversations, he'd randomly mention things like, oh, is that the dress you just bought from that mall you visited with your sister? Or wow, your skin is glow. after that wax appointment you had. These were not things I had ever told him.

He had to have gone through my posts and possibly even my tag locations to know that level of detail. It creeped me out. It made me feel like he was watching me at all times, even when I wasn't around him. So, eventually, I made the decision to block him on social media. I didn't want him having access to my life anymore. But even after that, he still acted overly interested in me in person, which made me uneasy every time we were in the same room.

Despite all of this, I never told my husband about it. The reason? It's a very sensitive issue in our family. A few years back, something happened that nearly tore my husband and Richard apart. Richard had slept with one of my husband's exes, and when my husband found out, it led to an enormous fight between them. From what I was told, the argument was so bad that my mother-in-law and father-in-law had to step in, and it almost broke the family apart.

My husband was heartbroken that his own brother could betray him like that. Because of that history, I felt trapped. I didn't want to bring up what Richard had been doing because I knew it would stir up old wounds, and I was scared of what it might do to my husband emotionally. So, I kept it to myself and just did my best to avoid Richard whenever I could. But even though I stayed silent, the discomfort never really went away. And with this dinner coming up, I knew I'd have to see him again and that worried me. Eventually, the situation between my husband and Richard settled down.

Richard apologized multiple times for what he had done, and he promised to cut ties with my husband's ex. That was the only way the matter could be resolved. Even though my husband accepted his brother's apology, he once told me that it took him a long time to fully trust Richard again. It wasn't something that healed overnight. Now, from the outside, their family seems close-knit. They all get along well, and there's no sign of the past drama.

But knowing what had happened before, I didn't want to be the reason another huge fight broke out. That's why I chose not to tell my husband about Richard's inappropriate behavior towards me. I thought if I just blocked him on social media and kept my distance whenever we were in the same place, the problem would go away on its own. For the most part, it actually did. Once Richard realized he couldn't check up on me online anymore, he stopped making those weird comments.

And then, when he moved to another city for his job, it became even easier to avoid him. With the distance between us, I started to feel like the issue had finally resolved itself. But whenever he did visit, things still felt off. He would always try to hug me, but the way he did it made me uncomfortable. It wasn't just a normal, friendly hug.

hug he would hold on for a little too long, making it feel awkward and forced. Sometimes, I would notice him staring at my chest or my behind, which made me feel disgusted and on edge. It was subtle, but I could tell what he was doing, and it made my skin crawl. One of the strangest things, though, was his habit of giving me gifts specifically, swimming costumes. I never understood why. It wasn't like I had ever mentioned needing one, and it wasn't an appropriate gift for a brother-in-law to be giving his brother's wife. It felt weird, like he was trying to push some kind of boundary. Every time he did it, I felt more and more uneasy around him, but I still chose to stay quiet. I just wanted to avoid unnecessary drama in the family, and I convinced myself that

as long as I kept my distance, things wouldn't escalate. So, moving on to the dinner Richard arrived with his fiancé, and as soon as she walked in, we all greeted her warmly. She seemed like a genuinely sweet girl, polite and friendly. My mother-in-law and father-in-law were absolutely thrilled to finally meet the woman who had, in their words, locked down Richard. Given his history of not settling down and always being too caught up in work or flings, this engagement was a huge deal to them. Throughout the dinner, everyone was engaged in conversation, asking the couple all kinds of questions how they met, what their wedding plans were, and how Richard proposed. It was the usual excitement that comes with welcoming someone new into the family. I wasn't really saying much,

just listening quietly and observing. It was interesting to watch, especially since this was the first time any of us were meeting her. Then, out of nowhere, Richard turned to me. His voice cut through the conversation, and he said, What do you think of my fiancé? Don't you think she's so much prettier than you? I was completely taken aback. I blinked, caught off guard, because what kind question was that. Why would he even say something like that? Sure, his fiancé was pretty there was no doubt about but the way he had phrased it, the way he had singled me out to ask, felt off. It wasn't a normal question. It felt pointed. Like he was trying to get a reaction out of me. I kept my expression neutral and simply nodded, responding with something along the

lines of, yeah, she's definitely pretty. I didn't know what else to say. But before I could process it any further, Richard suddenly joked loudly I made sure to lock down a woman who's prettier than my brother's wife. Then, he laughed like it was the funniest thing in the world. Before I could even react, my husband spoke up, his voice calm but firm. It's insulting to just call my wife pretty, he said. She is so much more than that. Richard scoffed, clearly not happy with the way my husband had responded.

Then, he turned to me again and, with a second. smug expression, said, you're so lucky you found my brother and married into this family. There's no way you could have done better. His words hit me like a slap. My stomach twisted, but I kept my face neutral. I wasn't going to let him get a reaction out of me that easily. Instead, I calmly asked, what do you mean by that? Without hesitation, Richard smirked and replied, well, considering where you come from and your poor family. There was a huge possibility that you could have ended up with some loser and probably would have been living a miserable life right now. I felt my breath catch in my throat. The audacity,

the arrogance. He had crossed a line no, he had leapt over it. My background, my family, the way I was raised, none of those things made me less than anyone. And for him to sit there, in front of everyone, and suggest that I had somehow been saved by marrying into his family? It was disgusted. For a few seconds, the table went silent. I could feel the tension hanging in the air. My husband's grip on my hand tightened. I could tell he was seething, even though he hadn't said anything yet. My in-laws shifted uncomfortably, clearly sensing that Richard had gone too far. My husband and I just stared at him, completely shocked. His words weren't just rude they felt deliberately cruel. It was as if he had been waiting for the perfect moment to humiliate

me in front of everyone. Yes, I come from a financially struggling background, but that has never been something I've been ashamed of. It's a part of my life, but it's not something I like to discuss openly, especially in front of relatives. My upbringing shaped me, but it doesn't define my worth. And yet, Richard was using it against me, like it was some kind of weakness something that made me less than him, his fiancé, or anyone else at that table. The worst part? He was in enjoying it. Could see it in his expression the smudness, the way his lips curled slightly as he watched for my reaction. He wasn't just making a rude comment, he was trying to put me down. And to make it even worse, he was doing it in a way that somehow made it seem

like he was praising his fiancé at the same time. As if by belittling me, he was proving that he had upgraded that he had found someone better than me, someone he believed came from a more acceptable background. It didn't just stop there. After dinner, we were all relaxing with drinks, and naturally, the group split men and women sitting separately, chatting amongst themselves. I was with the other women, and Richard's fiancé was excitedly telling us the story of how he proposed to her. She went on and on about how romantic it was, how extravagant, and how lucky she was to have

found such a thoughtful and loving man. I sat there, listening politely. A few moments later, Richard walked over and sat beside his fiancé, placing an arm around her as she finished telling her proposal story. Then, out of nowhere, he turned to me and said, Don't you wish you would have been proposed to like that too? I heard my brother proposed in a library. That's so sad. I blinked, stunned. Was he seriously trying to insult the way my husband proposed to me? For a moment, I just stared at him, processing his words. Then I took a deep breath and calmly responded, I actually loved that my husband proposed to me in a library. It's where we first

met. I didn't care about having a fancy engagement what mattered to me was that he loved me enough to want to marry me. And that was the truth. I had never needed an over-the-top, flashy proposal. My husband knew me well enough to understand that something intimate and meaningful was far more important to me than grand gestures. The fact that Richard was trying to make it seem like my proposal was less than just because it wasn't extravagant was ridiculous. But Richard wasn't done. He smirked, clearly enjoying himself, and said, oh, please. If my brother really wanted to, he could have given you a grander proposal, you know. But I guess not everyone knows how to treat a woman as well as I do. And with that, he smiled

smugly and leaned in to kiss his fiancé, as if to prove a point. I felt really pissed at him at that point. It was one thing to make rude comments, but this was something else entirely. He was going out of his way to belittle my relationship, my husband. It was infuriating, and I decided that enough was enough. I had kept my mouth shut for way too long, letting Richard get away with his disgusting behavior. Where did he even get the audacity to talk to me like this? To insult me, humiliate me, and act like I was somehow beneath him? I was four drinks in, my patience was gone, and Richard had pushed me way too far. So, I did what I had been holding back for years. I pulled out my phone. For a long time, I had kept screenshots of every inappropriate message

Richard had ever sent me. All the comments, all the weird check-ins about my life, all the things that had made me feel uneasy from the very beginning. I had saved them, not out of spite, but because deep down, I always had this gut feeling that one day, Richard would go too far. And tonight was that night. Without hesitation, I sent the screenshots to the family group chat. The moment everyone's phone dinged at the same time, I felt a chill of satisfaction. One by one, people picked up their devices, checking the messages curiously. I turned my head to look at Richard.

His face had drained of all color. His eyes widened in pure horror as he realized exactly what I had done. My husband furrowed his brows as he scrolled through the messages, confusion flashing across his face before he started to realize just how sleazy his brother's messages were to me. I looked straight at Richard, my voice loud and clear for everyone to hear. Remember how you used to send me these messages a few years ago. You were just talking about how you know how to treat a woman, so tell me, is this how you treat them?

By hitting on them even when they're your own brother's wife? The room was dead silent. Every single person was staring at Richard now. His fiancé was now reading the screenshots from one of our cousin's phones and she looked absolutely shattered. Her face pale as she glanced through them. My mother-in-law and father-in-law looked horrified. My husband was fuming. Richard's mouth hung open, completely speechless.

He looked like a deer caught in headlights, frozen in place as reality sank in. He was caught. There was no way out of this. And for the first time ever, he was the one left humiliated. My husband turned to me, his expression a mix of confusion and anger. When did he send all of these messages to you? He asked, his voice low but intense. That's when I decided I wasn't holding back anymore.

I wasn't just going to let Richard brush this under the rug like it was nothing. So, right then and there, in front of everyone, I explained everything. I told them about the comments Richard used to make behind my husband's back how he would call me too beautiful to settle down with my husband. I told them how he would stalk my social media, keeping tabs on me, and then casually drop details about my life that he had no business knowing. I told them how he made me uncomfortable every time he visited, the way he stared at me, the way he gave me inappropriate gifts like swimsuits, and how I eventually had to block him

just to get some peace. As I spoke, I could see my husband's jaw clenched tighter and tighter. his grip on his phone so firm his knuckles were turning white. My in-laws sat in stunned silence, their faces filled with shock and disappointment. Richard's fiancée looked like she was about to cry, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. That's when Richard finally snapped out of his days and tried to interrupt. He threw his hands up, his voice defensive and desperate. Come on, those messages didn't even mean anything.

That's just how I talk to women. y'all know me she is trying to make this a big deal out of nothing nothing my husband slammed his phone onto the table with a loud thud and turned to richard his face full of pure fury richard keep your mouth shut just shut up richard immediately shut his mouth the confidence the smugness all of it drained from his face For the first time since I'd known him, he actually looked scared. He knew very well not to push his older brother, especially in such matters. My mother-in-law and father-in-law didn't stay quiet either. Richard, how could you do this again?

My mother-in-law demanded, her voice shaking with anger. She's your brother's wife. Have you no shame? My Phil, usually a man of few words, simply shook his head and muttered, unbelievable. absolutely disgraceful. Then, to my surprise, my mother-in-law turned to me and softly said, I'm so sorry, dear. I had no idea he had made you feel this way. This is unacceptable. Hearing those words from her was unexpected, but I appreciated it. At least someone in the family understood how wrong this was. Meanwhile, Richard's fiancé looked absolutely furious. She had been

quiet since reading the messages, but the look on her face said everything. Her hands were clenched into fists, her lips pressed tightly together, and she kept glaring at Richard like she wanted to scream at him. She didn't, though not in front of everyone. But the tension between them was thick, and it was obvious that this wasn't something she was going to let slide. I was glad that at least now she knew the kind of man she was going to get married to. The rest of the evening was painfully awkward. No one knew what to say. Richard barely spoke after being put in his place, and his fiancé hardly even looked at him. My husband stayed close to me, his hand never leaving mine. But honestly, I don't regret a single thing. Richard had spent years making me

uncomfortable, belittling me, and thinking he could get away with it. Tonight, he had pushed me too far. I would have gladly kept my mouth shut, but he kept pushing me and now, he was finally going to face the consequences. After the party, later that night, my husband received a long, rambling text from Richard. In the message, Richard played the victim hard. He accused me of insulting him in front of the entire family and said that as his brother, my husband should have believed him instead of taking my side. Richard went on to whine about how I had over-exaggerated everything, and that I was the actual problem. Brother-in-law accused me of having some kind of an agenda to break their family up and felt like this should have been a private conversation. It was

laughable. After everything he had done the inappropriate messages, the stalking, the humiliating comments at dinner he still somehow thought he was the victim? That I was the one causing problems? I couldn't believe it. So, Reddit IDA for exposing my brother-in-law for what he has done to me? Update 1. Hey everyone, I just wanted to take a moment to thank all of you who took the time to comment and share your advice. I genuinely appreciate the insights, suggestions, and even the criticism. It's been incredibly helpful, and I've taken a lot of your feedback into consideration. First of all, my brother-in-law was never this rude before. I mean, he was flirty, and he always made me uncomfortable, but he was never outright disrespectful like he was that night.

It honestly felt like his only goal the entire evening was to try and put me down, and I have no idea what kind of sick satisfaction he got from it. But at least now, people finally see him for who he really is. I'm actually relieved that the truth about his behavior is out in the open now. That being said, not everyone in my husband's family is on my side. Some of his cousins, who were also at the event, have reached out to me, and apparently, even they think I took things too far by calling my brother-in-law out like that, and they feel like because he has a playful nature, I might have misinterpreted his behavior.

Honestly, I find that so frustrating because it just proves how much people are willing to excuse bad behavior if it's been happening for a long time. Just because he's always been like this doesn't mean it was ever okay to begin with. Brother-in-law needs to learn boundaries and respect that. Update 2. I wanted to come back with an update because I've seen a lot of people. wondering how my husband feels about all of this. Well, to clear things up, he is not angry at me. Not even a little. I know some people assumed that he would be upset or defensive, but that's not the case at all. We had a long and honest conversation, and he completely understands

why I never felt comfortable telling him about his brother's behavior before. He actually admitted that he feels bad for not noticing it himself earlier. He's also promised me that he's going to talk to his brother directly and make it very clear that his behavior was completely unacceptable. He won't tolerate him speaking to me inappropriately or disrespecting me ever again. Knowing that he is my back like this means a lot, and it honestly makes me feel so much better about everything. As for my brother-in-law, I've decided I'm done with him. I've blocked him, and I have no intention of engaging with him in any way moving forward. And as for the cousins who defending him? I'm ignoring them too. If they want to excuse his behavior and act like I'm the

problem, that's on them. I'm not wasting my time or energy trying to change their minds. At the end of the day, I'm just relieved that my husband and I are on the same page and that I don't have to deal with my brother-in-law's nonsense anymore. Update 3, it's been two weeks since my last update, and honestly, I thought this whole situation was over. But then something happened that completely shocked me. A few days ago, my brother-in-law's now ex-fiancee reached out to me. At first, I wasn't sure what to expect. She messaged me on social media asking for my number, and to be honest, I thought she wanted to argue or defend him. But when we finally talked, I realized she had reached out for an entirely different reason, one that left me completely

speechless. She told me that after everything that happened, she confronted brother-in-law about his behavior. At first, he completely denied everything. But then, she went through his phone and found something disturbing. Apparently, he had saved over 30 pictures of me on his phone. I had blocked him on social media, but that didn't stop him he had been stalking me from a fake account, taking screenshots of my posts and keeping them saved. That alone made my skin crawl. But then she found something even worse. In his phone's notes app, she discovered an old note from years ago where he had written about me. He had gone into detail about how much he loved me, how he wished he had met me first, and the part that truly made my stomach turn he

wrote that he wished his brother would die so he could marry me. I can't even describe how disgusting and horrifying that was to hear. The thought that he had been obsessing over me like this for years makes me feel so incredibly uncomfortable. His ex-fiancee told me that after discovering all of this, she confronted him, but despite all the proof, he refused to admit his feelings. So, she broke things off with him as she didn't want a future with him anymore. She said she felt completely sick after discovering the kind of person he truly was. But before she cut our family off for good, she wanted to reach out to me not to cause drama, but because, as a woman, she felt it was her responsibility to warn me, just in case.

She told me to stay away from him because she genuinely believes he's not just a creep, but someone who could be potentially dangerous. I have no words. I knew my brother-in-law made me uncomfortable, but I never imagined it ran this deep. I don't even know what to do with this information right now. I just know one thing for sure I am so glad I blocked him, and I will be making sure he stays as far away from me as possible. Update 4.

It's been a month since my last update, and I really thought this is. situation was behind me. My husband has completely cut ties with brother-in-law, and for a while, things have felt peaceful. But last night, everything took a terrifying turn. Out of nowhere, brother-in-law showed up at our doorstep drunk and completely out of his it was late, and I wasn't expecting anyone, so when we heard banging on the door, I immediately felt uneasy. My husband went to check, and there he was slurring his words, barely able to stand straight. my husband remained calm and told him to leave but brother-in-law refused he kept insisting that he needed to apologize and make things right with us he started ranting about how my in-laws were furious with him

how everyone now had the wrong impression of him and that only if we accepted his apology he would feel better it wasn't even about making amends it was about clearing his conscience my husband stood his ground and firmly told him to leave but that's when things took a turn for the work Brother-in-law started yelling my name. From outside our door, he kept shouting for me to come down and face him. Hearing him call for me like that sent chills down my spine. It felt so aggressive, so entitled like he thought I owed him something. That was the final straw for my husband. He completely lost it and yelled at brother-in-law, demanding that he leave immediately. At that moment, I was genuinely terrified that things were about to get physical.

My husband was furious, brother-in-law was unstable, and I had no idea what he was capable of in that state. Without hesitation, I grabbed my phone and called 911. When the police arrived, brother-in-law refused to cooperate. He fought them as they tried to remove him, making a complete scene right outside our home. Eventually, they were able to restrain him and take him away, but the entire experience has left me shaken. I don't even know what to think anymore. I knew cutting him off was the right decision, but now I'm realizing that he isn't just a creepies completely unhinged. I don't know what's going to happen next.