Do you know how much what you said hurt me? You caught me completely off-guard with it. It was during a seemingly innocent conversation about our families. At this point in our relationship, almost two months in, I have yet to meet your family. So, I asked you about it. “When will I meet your parents,” I asked, straight-forward. But, I have to admit that when I asked you this question, I did not ever think that what you said would be your answer.
You told me that while you like me, “I am not the kind of girl one takes home to meet their parents.” I don’t know how you expected me to react to it, but I was extremely offended by what you said. Why would you say that to me? And what is it about me that makes me this way? That makes me not parental-material? And if this isn’t the direction in which we are headed, then what are you still doing with me? I was sure that this was for the long run, that we were serious. But you made it abundantly clear that we weren’t with your answer.
So, I decided to take matters into my own hands, and I confronted you about what you said. I asked what it was about me that made me this way in your eyes? What was it that made me seem undeserving and not worthy? You told me that it wasn’t as a means to offend me, but it was too late for that. You told me that I was too troubled, that while I was “fun,” I wasn’t a girl one would settle down with, or take home to their parents. But that answer wasn’t, and still isn’t, enough for me. It was hard to move past it – it was always at the back of my mind. But, I don’t want to dwell in the past, because I finally found my person – one who completes me and introduced me to his parents three weeks into our relationship.