“For Her Parents, She’d Do Anything: My Mom Refuses to Accept My Fiancé”

My mom and I have always been close. After my dad left us when I was 15, we had no choice but to live with him and his new girlfriend for a year. It was a nightmare. My mom was heartbroken, and I was angry and confused. But we stuck together and eventually, my mom found the strength to kick them out of our house. We thought things would get better after that, but new challenges arose.

I had to focus on school and prepare for college, but my mom’s disapproval of my fiancé has made everything even harder. When I met Jake, I thought he was the one. He was kind, funny, and supportive. He helped me through some of the toughest times in my life, and I couldn’t imagine my future without him. But my mom saw things differently.

From the moment she met Jake, she didn’t like him. She said he wasn’t good enough for me, that he didn’t have a stable job, and that he came from a broken family. She couldn’t see past her own pain and fear of being abandoned again. She was convinced that Jake would leave me just like my dad left her.

I tried to reason with her, to show her how much Jake loved me and how happy he made me. But she wouldn’t listen. She became more and more controlling, trying to sabotage our relationship at every turn. She would make snide comments about Jake, refuse to be in the same room as him, and even tried to set me up with other guys.

It was tearing me apart. I loved my mom and didn’t want to lose her, but I also loved Jake and wanted to build a life with him. I felt like I was being forced to choose between them, and it was breaking my heart.

One night, things came to a head. Jake had proposed to me, and I said yes. I was over the moon with happiness, but when I told my mom, she exploded. She screamed at me, calling me selfish and ungrateful. She said I was throwing my life away for a man who would only hurt me in the end.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I packed my bags and left, moving in with Jake. It was the hardest decision I’ve ever made, but I felt like I had no other choice. My mom refused to speak to me after that. She cut me out of her life completely.

It’s been two years since that night, and not a day goes by that I don’t think about my mom. I miss her terribly, but I can’t go back. Jake and I are still together, but the strain of my mom’s disapproval has taken its toll on our relationship. We argue more often than not, and sometimes I wonder if my mom was right all along.

I don’t know what the future holds for us. All I know is that I’m stuck in a painful limbo, torn between the love of my life and the woman who raised me. And it feels like there’s no way out.