Long, agonizing story short, the cat's finally out of the bag. It was only halfway out, quiet and content for a while. But yesterday... yesterday, it came scratching and hissing and clawing the rest of the way.
It all started pleasantly enough. We went over to my aunt's house for Thanksgiving and mingled with them for a while, but when we got back to my parent's house and I told my mom that I wasn't staying the night with them? That's when the shit hit the fan.
This isn't a game, this isn't a joke. The blissful ignorance card doesn't work here. We're not fifteen anymore with secrets that need to be hidden and things to be ashamed of. I'm not sure how I can make that any clearer. You can talk to me like that, you can berate me, disrespect me, scream at me, shove me, do what you want, I don't care. But you will not talk to her like that. Not while I'm around.
So I look over at Ember, and as calmly as I can said, "We're leaving." We walked right out to the car and drove home.
Apparently my mom called her mom this morning and told her about our relationship. Honestly I kind of expected this, and am genuinely surprised that she hadn't told them a ways back when I first confronted her with it. But even anticipation rarely prepares you for the real thing. Right there and suddenly in your face. After several unreturned texts and a couple calls that went straight to voicemail, I knew something was up. When I finally got through she was in tears. We had a long talk and reaffirmed that yes, it sucks and it's hard and it was revealed in a horrible, childish way but our lives will continue. Yes, we will move on, stronger people for it. We just have to see where it all goes from here. Taking it in stride, day by day. The Christmas gatherings might be a bit awkward from now on, but hey. That's what the therapist is for, right?
Guess I should have taken the Dr. advice and wrote them the letter while I still had the chance. Ready for 12 weeks of hard question and soul searching? I'm not...I wish we could run away from all of this. If this is my punishment for being with you, ill gladly take it. I need you like I need air in my lungs and blood in my veins.
ReplyDeleteI don't get your parents. You guys are both adults. Don't you live together? It would be one thing if you guys were teenagers and still living with your respective parents, but at this stage in your lives, they really have no say. Just my 2 cents. BTW, I think you guys are both wonderful, seem really compatible (share common interests, etc.) and wish you the best.
ReplyDeleteWe do live together, and have been for several years. It's kind of a complicated situation, but I agree with you on all points 100%. It's just getting them to remember that we're adults is the problem. Aw, that's really sweet, Anon. Thank you so much for the kinds words, I really appreciate them.
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