My husband’s cousin has been staying with us for the past few weeks, and I’m at my wit’s end. He showed up needing a place to stay, and my husband, being the kind-hearted person he is, didn’t hesitate to offer our home. At first, I thought it was a temporary arrangement—a week or two at most—but now it feels like there’s no end in sight.

The real problem is how uncomfortable he makes me. It’s hard to put into words, but there’s something about him that feels… off. He’s polite enough on the surface, but his presence is unsettling. He lingers too long when he talks to me, his eyes seem to follow me around the room, and he makes comments that feel just a little too personal.

I’ve tried to brush it off, telling myself I’m overreacting, but it’s hard to ignore the way he makes me feel. There are moments when I catch him standing too close, or I’ll walk into a room and find him staring at me before quickly looking away. It’s subtle enough that I can’t outright accuse him of anything, but it’s enough to make me dread being alone in the house with him.

I’ve brought it up with my husband, but he doesn’t seem to see it the way I do. “That’s just how he is,” he says, brushing it off as harmless. But it doesn’t feel harmless to me. It feels invasive, like my home is no longer my sanctuary.

I don’t want to create tension between my husband and his family, but I also can’t keep living like this. I need to figure out how to handle this situation before it gets worse—before I start feeling like a stranger in my own home.