I Have a Confession

I hate my in-laws. I know, hate is a very strong word, but I really do hate their holier than holy fake, superficial guts. I am glad they don't often stop by for a visit because every time they do I got sooo angry I want to kick and punch and scream at them. The only reason I do not throw a fit is my husband, it would just confuse and upset him. So I keep quiet and pick up the pieces when they leave.