Now before I go on, I do in fact love my fiancé. I love him very much.

I (27f) got engaged last month to my fiancé Devon (29m). I am so happy that we're going to spend the rest of our lives together.

My mom wanted Devon and I to travel up to see her along with my grandparents/aunts/cousins to flaunt off the ring and for a small engagement celebration. Devon and I agreed since we live about seven hours away from my family.

Devon and I took off work to drive up this weekend to meet up with my family at my grandparents house. Now, my mom and I are not conservative, but everyone else in my family are. Think long hair and jean skirts. They have never judged my mom or I for not being like them and have even told us they don't even blame us for not wanting to wear skirts all the time. However, their view on marriage is very archaic.

I have three female cousins that all got married in their early 20s. They are all younger than me and the eldest cousin is 25. I have seen them dote on their husbands and do literally everything for them. Everything from make their plates to having to hold from eating because their man couldn't grab the pitcher of tea that's closer to them. My uncles and grandfather are the same way. That has always bothered me, but I never voiced my opinion cause I knew no one would listen to the one that wasn't married.

At our engagement celebration my grandma prepared a nice dinner that I appreciated. When my family has dinner we usually are spread out throughout the house due to there being so many people, but for this dinner everyone was in the dining room by either being at the actual table or bringing in fold out tables to sit in the corners.

Food is also served buffet style, meaning we all go through a line and get the food we want off the kitchen counters. (I honestly always got peeved at the husbands for making their wives serve them while they sat there and did nothing cause the lines take forever at my grandparents house)

When we first got there everyone was happy and everything was great. Then it was time to eat and everyone got in line except for the men. And by men, I mean all the men but my fiancé.

My fiancé has never once asked me to serve him his food unless it is something small or is easier for me to get him something. I don't expect him to serve me food either because we are both adults.

Devon was in line with and we were the first ones because we were the honored guests. When Devon grabbed a plate, one of my cousins asked "You gonna sit down, Devon?" To which Devon replied he would after he got his food, which had my other cousin ask as to why he was doing that.

Before he could say anything, my grandpa went, "Devon, sit on down and hand OP that plate! She can get it for you!"

This has never been done to me before. I told everyone that Devon can get his own food and turned to get a serving.

My cousin went "Poor Devon!"

I just laughed and kept putting food on my plate cause I wasn't going to start a fight. That and I hoped me ignoring them would stop things, but it didn't.

My grandfather said "If you won't get him food now, then you aren't going to be a good wife." Which led to my cousin's husband, who has never lifted a finger in his life, to joke "Yeah, do you even love him?" While laughing.

I must admit what I did next was mean, but they were really getting under my skin.

I slammed down the serving spoon, turned to my cousin's husband and went "You say that as if (cousin's name) doesn't have to remind you to wipe your own ass"

(For context, my cousin once told me that she noticed her husband's underwear all had brown stains in them and had to "jokingly" remind him to wipe. She even told me that as if it was a relatable funny thing.)

I then said "Sorry, but if I have to be like all of you, then I do not love Devon" and stormed out to the car.

Devon quickly followed me and we drove to the nearest McDonalds so I could calm down and for us to get some food.

We're now laying in bed as I think this over. Devon isn't upset, but what I said was awful. I said I didn't love my fiancé when I absolutely do. And I said something my cousin shared with me.

AITA? My aunt and cousin kept calling my phone and texting me, but I haven't answered nor looked at their messages, but I know they are mad.