- 6 years ago
- Wedding: May 2014
Bees, I despereatly need your help! My parents are of a different culture, and in trying to be respectful of that culture, I have asked my SO and his parents to come visit with my parents this weekend to ask permission to marry me.
I am so anxious, that my stomache has been in knots all day. I called my mom for reassurance and it just blew up in my face.
I called my mom on my way to get lunch, just making conversation and told her that I was nervous about Saturday and hoped it went well. Instead of being like ‘oh it will be alright’ or ‘blah blah whatever’ she just started acting all aloof and I immediately got irriated. [she does this everytime I bring up my SO coming to talk to them] I told her if there was something they wanted to get out they needed to tell me now because I don’t want any surprises. She was just like ‘oooh just come and we’ll talk. Just come and we’ll see what your daddy says’ so I said fine whatever and got off the phone.
So I called my Dad and asked what exactly was he planning on saying. He acted like he didn’t even know what was going on. Like that was the first time he had heard that we were even coming. Then he said how was he supposed to know what he’s going to say until we get there? Blah blah blah. I said that he must have some kind of idea or game plan. He just went on to say that he didn’t know what I was asking and didn’t understand. So I got off the phone again. By this time I’m so angry and nauseous.
After that, I called my mom again and demanded to know what the hell was going on. I called in the first place so I could have some reassurance and stop feeling so anxious and she was acting like she had some huge effing secret that she didn’t want to tell anybody. She finally said that I needed to call him and tell him myself that we’re coming and what we were coming for, that I’ve been going through her all this time. So I said fine and hung up.
My dad and I don’t really get along. We never have. We’ve always butted heads. I almost never call him about anything. My mom is the one I can talk to, have a conversation with, and confide things in. Any advice on how I can get through this weekend with out embarassing myself and loosing my cool?