I think there will be a few posts about her today, now that she's so carelessly re-entered my life.…

I think there will be a few posts about her today, now that she's so carelessly re-entered my life. They say a daughter-in-law's view of her mother-in-law is biased, so I'll share a bit about her life – not what concerns me directly, but it'll give you an idea of who she really is. Her personal life blossomed after sixty, which might seem strange: she was already living in Britain then and found her first local boyfriend here. At first, everything went smoothly; after meeting, they decided to live together. But a couple of years later, she went to the police against him for physical abuse and "hid" in a women's shelter for those in difficult situations. The system works: he was forbidden to approach her, she lived in the shelter, and soon she was allocated state housing (this is a long-term rental from the state, with payments significantly lower than usual). One can only admire her courage in facing such a turn of fate... if it weren't for one detail: despite the police ban, she herself, voluntarily and willingly, met with him again because he could still help with moving things to her new home. What a chameleon: from an intelligent British gentleman, he turned into a drunken, abusive monster, but he could become a gentleman again when it suited my mother-in-law. Well, okay, let's assume I'm exaggerating, and it's just a strange coincidence... Over time, she gets a new "boyfriend" (also British, of course): they met, and she moved in with him, losing her right to that state housing, by the way. I've met him a couple of times: a very quiet and pleasant man, also a gentleman from "those times." A few years pass, and... you'll be surprised, but she moves into a shelter again to get new state housing later. Turns out, she ran into an abuser again, who would have thought... Perhaps only a cynic like me would suspect that it was more convenient for my mother-in-law to secure a state apartment this way. After all, if she had simply left boyfriends she got tired of, she would have had to rent housing at full price and wait for state housing (which, by the way, prioritizes those from shelters over those renting independently, as shelters are much more willing to "place" their residents)). When I realized that bad luck was haunting my mother-in-law, I thought the problem might be simpler: the second boyfriend is also not young, his health is clearly failing, and not everyone wants to be a caregiver (my mother-in-law, like me, worked in healthcare for several years)). It turned out that age-related changes had indeed begun for him. So, abuse reappeared in her life, and she settled in perfectly in her new place). I don't like people like that, regardless of who they are to me.