*wants to vomit*

My mom just called and talked to J's mom and for some reason I find that highly unsettling. J's mom thinks I'm very quiet. OMG, I'm too quiet. Me! It's SO TRUE. I'm horrible with real people. Like a robot, only less charismatic. I've known these folks for three years, and I can hardly hold a conversation with them. I'm such a freak.

My brother's fiance and my mom are like best buds or something, and I can't even be alone with J's mom or I start sweating.

So none of this matters, of course, except I'm going to have to somehow involve his mom in all the wedding planning, and it's like agonizing just thinking about picking up the phone.

I keep thinking they hate me behind my back, and J doesn't help because he thinks my fears are hilarious and often says that they DO hate me, and then laughs, because he's evil and I hate him. So does anyone have any in-law stories to help me feel not quite so freakish?

I'm going to worry about this all night.