From the very beginning, I sensed my mother-in-law’s presence in every corner of our marriage, but after our baby arrived, her intrusion became suffocating. I recount the emotional rollercoaster of trying to protect my new family, struggling between gratitude and resentment, and feeling the ground crumble beneath my feet when my husband seemed incapable of drawing the line. My story is about boundaries, motherhood, and fighting to find my own voice when the people closest to me can’t—or won’t—hear it.