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6820 from the Am I the Arsoul subreddit and says,

Am I the asshole for defending my wife's classism?

When I 38 male was 10 years old, my dad died. I won't go into too much detail, 38 male, was 10 years old.

My dad died.

I won't go into too much detail, but his death was very sudden and rough.

Afterwards, my mom became pretty distant from me and my little sister.

We all had dual citizenship and my mother basically moved back to our home country, leaving

us in the care of family friends.

I only saw her sporadically from that point on. As a result, my wife 37 female, does not like my

mum. I've tried to explain that she was just coping in her own way, but my wife refuses to give her the

benefit of the doubt. She doesn't prevent me or our kids from having a relationship with my mom,

but has made it clear that she has no desire to pursue one herself.

Recently, I went back to my home country with the kids to see her.

I explained to my mom that my wife couldn't come due to work,

and she seemed to understand.

The first few days of the

trip went great, but tonight things went bad. After I put my kids to bed, I went to have a drink

of my mom and my aunt, who she lives with. As I was walking down the stairs, I overheard my aunt

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