So... I've been with Hubby for 18 years, and we've been married for 16 of those. He knew from the start that I'm not feminine but it wasn't until last year that I finally decided I couldn't keep pretending to be female and I had no choice but to transition for my own sanity. Sadly, he's both homophobic and transphobic, so he's told me that our romantic relationship will have to end if & when I transition. However, he did say that we would always have a relationship of some sort and we both agreed that we would share the parenting of our kids.
But then he went & told his family everything I'd told him in confidence, so they all know about my transition. His parents are of that generation that is (generally) extremely intolerant of LGBT issues. They've also always had Hubby firmly under their thumb. Because of this, I was banned from their house last Xmas even though I hadn't actually done anything wrong. They insisted that Hubby take the kids to their house to get their presents on Xmas morning, but I wouldn't be welcome. That caused massive upset in our house because Hubby actually let them get away with that. I told him he needed to stand up for our family for once in his life, and tell his folks that they can either welcome our entire family on Xmas morning (or come round ours, I'm not particular) or they can see just him & the kids on Boxing Day. But Xmas day is a family day and we won't have our family split up on that day.
But he wouldn't hear of it because he knew it would upset his mother, which would anger his father - and Mummy's Boy doesn't want to upset Mummy, does he? But he's perfectly OK with upsetting me. So he took the kids to his folks on Xmas morning, leaving me alone at home. And whilst it made me want to scream in anguish & block the doorway when he decided to do so, I had to keep it together so as not to upset the children. Because really, Xmas is for the kids, isn't it? Pity his folks can't see that. That was the day I permanently removed my wedding ring because he'd proven once & for all where his loyalty lies.
So move forward to this past weekend: on Saturday our house phone rang for ages when I was at home alone, and I didn't pick it up - because the in-laws often ring on the house phone to speak to Hubby, and I felt awkward and anxious about the possibility of answering the phone to them. The horrible thing is: I pay for that phone; why should I be scared about who might call on it, like somehow I don't have a right to use it?
Then on Sunday I went to the supermarket because I'd decided we were going to have our first braai (BBQ) of the season. This is a very important thing for a South African so I was really looking forward to getting some lekker meat to chuck on the braai.

So I park my car & start walking towards the supermarket, and who do I see walking towards me? My in-laws. So I diverted and went a different way, just to avoid them. Ugh.
So yesterday I sat down with Hubby and told him about the phone on Saturday and the supermarket on Sunday. I told him I shouldn't have to feel the need to not answer my own darn phone, or to scurry away like a cockroach at the supermarket, all because his parents' childish behaviour is causing weirdness within our family. He said he didn't know what the solution is: so I said that I told him what the solution is last December but I knew he wouldn't do it because he's a Mummy's Boy. I have a few other solutions in mind as well, like telling his folks that they're not welcome to call us on our home phone and that if they want to see our family we only come as a unit. But that's not going to work: firstly, I don't want to stoop to their level of petty childishness; and secondly, it'll just cause further upset for our kids, which is the last thing I want. And of course thirdly, if Hubby has never stood up for me before, he sure isn't going to start now.

I've kept quiet in the past whenever his parents have misbehaved, because family unity is very important to me. But I don't think I have anything left to lose any more. I don't need to keep his parents sweet because they're not a part of my life any more. Why should I feel the need to hide, as if I have something to be ashamed of? How can I stop Hubby from treating our family so badly? Any brilliant ideas for how I can resolve this?