Hi! I’m 24, fully employed, living with my parents.
I had a really hard time last year for various reasons. A big break up, loss of my flat, performance dwindling at work and falling into a bit of depression. To be fair it was probably a nightmare living with me as I was so down in the dumps. I remember one night I was in floods of tears and saying I didn’t want to be around, and my parents effectively laughed at me saying I have it much better than everyone else and that I just need to see what I have got.
My break up was really difficult this time last year and a few months ago I was seeing another guy who broke things off and it really hurt. As usual I told my mum all about this and ranted to her about it.
I was sick of life and wanted a change - I thought of moving to the city and finding a new job. Parents essentially laughed in my face, said I couldn’t cope with it (as I struggled at uni) and itd be the stupidest thing ever for someone so anxious and unable to cope. Final straw a few months ago was my job unfairly dismissing me. As a result I took a massive leap and decided to go abroad by myself for a month and live there. Had the absolute time of my life and came back so happy and refreshed!!
Since then I’ve got myself a new job and even found a new boyfriend - he is honestly the loveliest kindest person I’ve ever met and I can honestly say im so so happy.
This is where the problems start - I’ve now met his parents and stay round his maybe once a week. We don’t live overly close so would be handy if he could stay at mine too. I proposed the idea of him coming over one afternoon to meet my parents and my mum absolutely kicked off.
She said “I made her life hell” last year and she’s not in the mood to pick up the pieces again “when” it goes wrong. She also said in response to me simply asking if he can come and meet them - she’s not ready to meet him, I’m self absorbed, I can’t just “do what I like”, “why do you have to put it on everyone else”, and that I’m immature. I’m literally 24, an adult and can’t bring my boyfriend over to even meet them for 5 minutes. And I’m having to stay at his and it’s just unfair.
I told her I’m finally happy and she goes “oooo woopy for you”. Mum struggles with mental health herself sometimes but honestly I’m just baffled.
Am I being dramatic here? I’m completely lost, I feel like I can’t live here anymore but I’m trying to save for a deposit and really really don’t want to rent :( any insight? Thanks x