For years, Jacqueline’s in-laws dismissed her as “not good enough.” Then, out of the blue, her brother-in-law asked her to bake a cake for his birthday. Hoping for acceptance, she arrived at the party, only to be mortified by the decorations and the true reason for the celebration.

My husband Tom’s family never truly accepted me. From the moment we got engaged, I was an outsider. Every family gathering was a battlefield, and I was always the walking wounded.

I remember the first time my mother-in-law, Alice, looked me up and down with that trademark condescending smile and said it outright: “You’re sweet, dear, but Tom… he’s always been ambitious. You’re just so… simple.”

I heard it loud and clear. I WASN’T GOOD ENOUGH.

Jack, Tom’s brother, was worse. At every family gathering, his favorite sport was undermining my confidence.