This is long, so be advised. Also, before you guys start giving me hell (that I need), I want to tell you guys that my situation is far from ideal, but it's coming to an end soon.

Let me explain.

I live with my wife and my almost 3 years-old toddler... ... and my mother-in law and my father-in-law... ...in their house. I don't have a house.

Of course, it's hell. It's been hell. It's been hell for the last 10 months, when I started living with them. Why am I living with them, in their place? Well, where I used to work and live, houses are damn expensive. My wife, my baby and me were renting a super small apartment, but my baby was not a baby anymore, and was needing space to run and move. Then, I was laid off from my job. Then my wife proposed that we temporally move to their parents' for some months while I found a new job (actually, it was her parent's idea). And I thought about it, and didn't think that was too bad of a deal (we'd save a lot of $$), and I said yes.

One of the problems now is that my in-laws hate me. They think that I am a loser. They used to love me, but it went down the drain once I started living with them. My mother in law, particularly, complains about everything (not only with me, by the way). She is so resentful. It's such a pity. She used to be my friend (when I was not aware of my betaness and we were living afar). My mother-in-law has called me "good-for-nothing" in my face, and I haven't done anything but wallow and go back to my room like a frigging idiot.

The situation is going to change somehow in 3 weeks when I start my new job. It's located 2 hours driving from my in-laws. I won't commute from my in-laws (thankfully!). Instead, I am going to live by myself in a cheap, small, 1-person apartment and I'll visit my wife (and her parents, and my daughter) over the weekends. She doesn't want to live in the area where I'll live because there we cannot afford a house for the 3 of us, big enough for the kid, and she doesn't want us renting again, as we should save for buying a house somewhere else. My in-laws house is huge, and there my kid has her cousins to play with.

The plan is that some months in my new job, I will be looking into living somewhere where we can buy a house (so basically, another job). It should not be before I work a few months in my new job. BTW, when unemployed I also applied for jobs in other areas of the country, but was given an offer (and a very good one!) in the area where we were living before, so I am back to it.

And just to finish: Today, for example, this happens. My mother-in-law cooks for me (and other family members) everyday. I spend my time outside the house because as I have told you living with them is unbearable, but I still go home during lunchtime, for lunch. I was eating and my daughter says something nasty (as in yucky) to my niece. I say "YUCK! Stop saying that and let me eat!" My mother-in-law replies "DON'T USE THAT WORD (yuck)! They say it every time they're going to eat. YOU ARE SUCH A LITTLE KID!"

Me: I am not a little kid.

Her: YOU BEHAVE LIKE A LITTLE KID!

Me: (ends my plate, cleans it and leave silent).

I could have done something else (say A&A), but I didn't rock the damn boat. I just decided not to eat there anymore.

And the rest is the kicker: I call my wife (I shouldn't have done it!) and talked to her about what happened. Stupid mistake. Does she support me? No. Does he say "I'm sorry"? No. Instead she says: "Well, do whatever you want! I am not going to defend you because I am not your mom!! And when we're living far from one another, come visit me if you want. If not, that's OK too!!"

Does she love me? I don't know anymore. Perhaps no. Perhaps she's just annoyed, disgusted, at me. I feel that.

Look, guys, I am not looking for pity here -I know this is not the place for pity-, but ideas for a strategy on what to do next. I am doing my stuff: lifting everyday, reading MMSLP and listening to the Rational Male (audiobook). Learning everyday. Being sexier and more confident not for her but for me. Looking for my stuff. I'm going to rock in that new job. Believe me, I was even worse. Things were even worse.

For now, my very premature plan is: I'll keep on lifting, and will take advantage of the long distance to get better at myself. Will visit during the weekends, mainly to see my daughter (I am not putting hopes in having sex, really). And will do a plan, as I am just reading about in MMSLP.

Thanks for reading.