My parents really know how to hurt me!! It's so great. They just came back from vacation, so I was house sitting and watching the dog while they were away. My brother and I worked hard to clean the shared living areas because they don't clean. I told them I mopped the floor and vacuumed the rug (that they never vaccum). They said thanks and proceeded to walk all over it with the shoes they traveled thru multiple cities with. Then my mom brings up the topic of my boyfriend. And that's a new thing. Tbh I sprang the news upon them before they left, but i wanted them to know i was dating someone (my first bf) and I want them to meet him before my graduation ceremony. But my mom (once again says) why did you choose to date a dark guy (he's black and mexican). My parents proceed to say do you like Black guys? Why him? Well, he's just a boyfriend (suggesting this isn't serious). And it pisses me off because I've known him for 8 months and have grown so much in terms of vulnerability with a partner. He's given me a great perspective on life, having kids, and our future together. They don't know him and they still talk shit. They assume it's not serious because he's black. My dad said well our cultures are so different, so it makes more sense to date someone Asian. But my brother's girlfriend of 5 months is "practically like family" because she's chinese and Christian.
I feel like the older my parents get, the less I want a relationship with them. They hurt me constantly. They feel no remorse. There's no acknowledgement. They love me, on their conditions. They don't seem to care about how i actually feel. But I feel so torn. I feel so much love for them and I feel so much obligation. It fucking sucks
