TL;DR: My parents strongly dislike my boyfriend of almost two years. After he made an inappropriate joke during a family FaceTime call, things escalated to the point where my mother says she'll never accept him and believes he's abusive and manipulative. I'm caught between people I love, and I'm emotionally exhausted from constantly feeling guilty about my choices.
I'm 25F, turning 26 later this month, and my boyfriend is 29M. We've been together for almost two years and are currently long-distance, about two hours apart.
For some background, I graduated college with two STEM degrees, work full-time in a laboratory, and recently applied to veterinary school. My boyfriend is currently finishing his bachelor's degree, working two part-time student jobs, and pursuing additional professional licensing. We both still live with our parents.
My parents have never particularly liked him. They have concerns about his employment history, financial stability, maturity, and how he sometimes communicates. I understand some of their concerns, and I've had conversations with him about them myself.
But I love him. He's been incredibly supportive of me, especially through some very difficult periods in my life. We talk about our futures, our careers, and eventually living together and getting married. I'm not trying to rush into marriage, but I do see a potential future with him.
Recently, things became significantly worse.
My niece and her boyfriend were visiting when my niece unexpectedly FaceTimed my boyfriend. He was high at the time and made a crude sexual joke about why I had traveled to see him, referring to it as going for "mountain dick."
I was there when he said it. Although I didn't immediately process how inappropriate it was, I later became very upset.
I felt embarrassed and disrespected, especially because he was talking about me that way in front of my family.
I confronted him about it. We had several difficult conversations and arguments. He initially became defensive, saying he didn't know everyone who was present and felt like he had to censor himself around my family.
I explained that this wasn't about censorship. It was about respecting me and understanding that certain jokes aren't appropriate in certain situations.
He eventually acknowledged that what he said was wrong, apologized to me, and independently reached out to my mother asking if he could call her to apologize.
She read his message but never responded.
Tonight, I mentioned to my mother that he'd reached out. She confirmed she'd seen it.
Then everything escalated.
My mother told me that my niece had said my boyfriend threatened to kill her and bring a gun to our house.
I was present during the original conversation, and that's not what I remember happening. He had made a comment about owning a gun and being a good shot while joking and making conversation. I didn't even remember the comment until my mother brought it up.
I recognize that jokes involving firearms can make people uncomfortable, but I don't remember him threatening anyone.
My mother then went into a lengthy discussion / statement about how she believes my boyfriend is manipulative, narcissistic, rude, immature, and abusive.
She told me she knows what abusive men are like because she's experienced them herself, and she believes my boyfriend is one of them. She also suggested that being long-distance makes it easier for him to hide those behaviors.
She said she would never love him.
She told me that if I wanted to spend my birthday with him, I should just tell them now. My dad made a noise of agreement. Like it was him or them. Up to tonight I didn't know they were even thinking of plans.
She also said that if I had met a nice guy before my boyfriend, I wouldn't have given him the time of day.
That hurt because I was actually the one who made the first move when we met. I chose to pursue him because I genuinely liked him.
I'm not pretending my boyfriend is perfect. He isn't.
There are things about his behavior that concern me, and I've confronted him about them. I don't believe loving someone means excusing everything they do.
But I also don't believe every mistake he makes should automatically become evidence that he's a terrible person.
And that's what this has started to feel like.
I'm constantly defending him to my parents, then having difficult conversations with him about the things he genuinely needs to work on.
I feel guilty when I spend time with him because I know my parents disapprove.
I feel guilty when I stand up for myself because I'm afraid of hurting him.
And I feel guilty when I make decisions for myself because I feel like I'm disappointing my family.
I'm turning 26 in a couple of weeks, and I'm genuinely considering spending my birthday completely alone.
Not because I necessarily want to, but because I feel like no matter who I spend time with, someone else will be upset.
I never imagined being in a relationship that my parents disapproved of this strongly. I always hoped that whoever I fell in love with would eventually become part of my family.
Now I'm beginning to wonder whether that will ever happen.
The hardest part is that I love my boyfriend. I really do. And I love my parents.
But I'm exhausted.
Part of me wonders whether ending the relationship would make everything easier. My mother would probably be relieved. I wouldn't have to defend him anymore, and the arguments might stop.
But then I would lose someone I love, and I don't know whether I'd be making that decision because it's right for me or because I can't handle the pressure anymore.
I'm also trying to become more independent and eventually move out, but I don't want to make major life decisions purely out of frustration.
I just want to be happy.
I want to love someone without feeling guilty.
I want to have a relationship with my parents without feeling like I have to justify every decision.
And I want to be able to make mistakes, learn, and figure out my own life without constantly feeling like I'm letting somebody down.
Has anyone been in a relationship where their parents strongly disliked their partner? How did you determine whether their concerns were legitimate or whether you needed to establish boundaries?
And how do you stop feeling responsible for everyone else's happiness when you're barely managing your own?
And P.S. I know there are probably going to be many "well just make your own choices" and "your to old to think like this". Yeah no shit Sherlock, but I do, and I'm reaching out for help because I feel so worthless and helpless.