My brother-in-law, Mason, asked to stay for a week, but six months later, he was still here. My husband, Asher, and I had always had a peaceful home, but Mason’s presence turned it upside down. He treated our house like a frat party, never helping out, and making a mess everywhere. I tried talking to Asher, but he felt too guilty to ask Mason to leave.

When I found out I was pregnant, I hoped it would push Mason to move out, but he just shrugged it off. Desperate, I called Asher’s mom, Maggie, who promised to talk to Mason. She convinced him to leave, and I thought our troubles were over.

But two weeks later, Maggie and Mason showed up at our door, bags in hand. They’d decided to rent out Maggie’s house and move in with us “to help out with the baby.” I was stunned, but they made themselves comfortable, acting like this was all perfectly normal.

Now, instead of just Mason, I had to deal with both him and Maggie in our home. My once peaceful life had become a nightmare, and I felt completely helpless. What started as a simple favor had turned into an overwhelming situation that I didn’t know how to handle. I’m lost and unsure of what to do nex