First bad fallout day

Today is the first day I have felt ANY kind of bad since the mil showdown...ok, so I hyperventilated for a while after the initial phone call and a bit after the second one when she was actually looking for her son...but I have really been at peace about the whole thing because it's like she gave me a "get out of jail free" card.  I don't have to put up with any shit from her anymore...but, like all cancers, it seems as tho other "organs" are being effected...apparently my 2 youngest sils have basically been raised to not like me and have been feed a pretty hefty dose of anti-me meds for quite some time...and the bad thing is that my apparent evilness has been a bit of an inside joke with most of the family for the 18 years that I have lived here...the best part - the hubby and I had NO IDEA!!!!!  Even new people that have been brought into the family are privvy to the info, but not us...the people involved have pretty good fake faces that they put on...they are pleasant and act nice, but in the background they are holding things against me...and now for the kicker....things that I DID NOT DO!!!!!  And even better?!  Wait for it...some of the things that I have "done"....I haven't even been told what they are!!!!  Yes, tried and convicted and had not idea I had been charged : (  I could handle it when it was just the mil (she did something similar to this 4 years ago...burn me once shame on you, burn me tice, shame on me and your OUT!), but now that it is a bit more widespread, it's a little harder to deal with...I may come off as a hard as nails Bitch (yes, capital "B") but I am soft and mushy on the inside.  Feels like the rug has been yanked out from under me and I can't even imagine how my man is dealing with all this.  looks like he backed the wrong horse...somehow everything ends up being my fault...even poeple outside our family that know what's going on said that if anyone went ot my mil and tried to talk sense into her that it would be blamed on me...trust me if I could influence the way poeple think and act...I would have a much different life...hell, they could even say my husband is pussywhipped...i'm good, but i'm not that good....here's a little something to chew on folks...maybe, just maybe he has his own opinions and can make his own decisions?!  I think that since he went away when he was 19 and came back when he was 25 (with me practically in tow mind you...I moved out 5 months later) that they blame the fact that he grew up and became a man in the meantime with thoughts, dreams and such of his very own, that somehow I took over his brain because he was no longer at their beck and call...Folks, its called growing up...he would have behaved the same way with me or not!!!!  ok, I feel a little better and don't have to dump this on my poor mister...it's out here, it is real and it exists...and now I will try to forget it and move on...with one final - If you don't like me, that's fine...just don't act like you do!  It takes too much energy to be false and I am too lazy of a person to waste energy on people like you...related to me or not, you can FUCK OFF!!!  Felt pretty good!  not even going to waste anymore energy even typing about you people (I hope!) with that I leave you cyberspace for my ipod and a house that needs cleaning ~ L8!