The royal family offers an even cleaner case study. From the moment Meghan Markle entered the institution, scrutiny attached itself not just to her actions, but to her presence. She wasn’t simply joining a family; she was stepping into a system built on endurance, hierarchy and silence. Almost immediately, she was framed as incompatible.
Too outspoken.
Too modern.
Too emotional.
Too much.
When fractures emerged, the narrative snapped neatly into place. She changed him. She caused the rift. She couldn’t cope.
Running quietly alongside this story is the comparison that’s rarely named but constantly implied: Kate Middleton as the woman who “did it right”. Who waited. Who assimilated. Who learned the rules and followed them precisely. The message is unmistakable — acceptance is possible, but only if a woman is willing to make herself small enough to fit the mould. Difference is not neutral. It’s destabilising.
What these stories reveal is how often family systems mistake preservation for harmony. When a system refuses to stretch, it quietly demands that someone else contort instead. That contortion is rarely expected of sons, who are more often cast as passive — “caught in the middle” — rather than active participants in reshaping emotional dynamics.
This logic doesn’t exist in a vacuum. In many cultures, women are expected to leave their own families entirely and move into their husband’s household — taking his name, adopting his customs, deferring to his elders. Belonging becomes conditional. Respect something to be earned daily. In its most extreme forms, this belief system underpins honour-based violence, where a woman’s refusal to conform is treated as a stain on the family itself. Her autonomy becomes a threat; her body, a site of control.
The West likes to think this is someone else’s problem. But the structure is the same, just better dressed. Instead of violence, there is character assassination. Instead of exile, emotional marginalisation. Instead of punishment, blame framed as concern.
Men, meanwhile, are rarely asked to do the uncomfortable work of transition. Sons are not expected to actively reshape family dynamics, to set boundaries, or to redistribute emotional labour. They are cast as observers while the women on either side absorb the tension and its consequences.
Women are trained for adaptability. To smooth things over. To keep the peace. To make themselves easier to live with. Over time, that adaptability becomes expensive — swallowing discomfort at family gatherings, doubting your own instincts, being told you’re too sensitive when you’re responding to something very real.
Eventually, many women opt out. Not loudly or dramatically, but deliberately. They disengage, pull back, stop performing harmony at their own expense. Not because they don’t value family, but because they recognise when a system has no intention of changing.
Taken together, these stories point to an uncomfortable truth: many family systems are not designed to welcome women as equals. They are designed to test how much women will tolerate in the name of belonging.
And until we stop blaming the woman who married in — until we start questioning the systems that demand her compliance — the pattern will continue, repeated often enough to sound like wisdom, when in reality it functions as a warning.