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The original was posted on /r/relationships by /u/Entire-Pen-1680 on 2024-01-12 00:44:50+00:00.
Me (23F) and my boyfriend (26M) have been together for a year now, and he finally introduced me to his parents. He first told his parents about me just over a month ago, but now I’ve met them I’m disillusioned with the relationship and realised i’ve been mothering him all along for nothing in return.
My boyfriend messages me late the night before that he’s going out clubbing (he usually goes clubbing twice a week, and doesn’t bother giving me a heads up) but he says he “won’t be going hard”. Obviously I’m disappointed but not surprised, yet I know there’s nothing I can do. The following morning I check my socials and see pictures of him & friends posted at 4am of them at an “afters”. So much for not going hard. I don’t hear from him so shoot him a “what’s the plan?”. He responds with “grab a coffee somewhere and have a wander. Or maybe we go get a meal” and ends up asking me where I want to go. Now I’m getting frustrated because he had a whole month to organise this.
By this point I’ve already done a few hours of errands, I’ve done my hair, makeup, I go to a nail appointment for a fresh set and on my way to town I pick up a bouquet for his mother.
As I’m walking up to my boyfriend and his parents it feels like a slap to the face. There I am in a silk dress with my hair and makeup done and there my boyfriend is, hungover, wearing the same dirty outfit he wore to the club the night before. His mother makes a comment that she “practically had to drag him out of bed this morning because he still hadn’t gotten up by the time they had arrived”..
My boyfriend doesn’t have a clue what the plan is. He decides Wetherspoons is the best idea (UK chain pub). In Wetherspoons you order on a mobile app, my boyfriend orders his parents meals and pays for all 3, to my surprise I have to order & pay for my food and drink separately. That aside, I am coeliac and the menu in this pub isn’t very allergen friendly. At the time his father makes a comment about how small the portion sizes of their burgers are, and my boyfriend suggests we go to another chain pup around the corner after this - but my boyfriend took me there once for a meal and the only gluten free coeliac safe option they had was a side of mashed potato. That’s seriously it. It really upset me that he raved about how good the food was at that place and wanted to bring us all there next when he knew exactly how upset the experience made me. (Visualise him eating a loaded burger and me hungry with nothing lol) I’m not sure how he forgot, so I sat quietly wanting the ground to swallow me whole.
After the meal we go to an arcade and had a lovely time. His parents are amazing folks who I’m honoured to get to know, especially as his mother is battling terminal cancer and it was very important to me that I meet her at some point.
Overall I’m left conflicted and confused. I have so many questions. He’s 26 and I feel like it’s ridiculous that as a 23 y/o I have to tell him to “dress nicely” or that he didn’t bother to make plans and tried to make me sort something out the morning of. This man has never once paid for my meal, let alone organised a proper date that isn’t buying him a Lego set from a toy store. I feel so dumb for maybe expecting a dinner reservation or a trip to a nice cafe. Or at least for him to pay for my meal this time? Let alone remember that I’m coeliac… he is a career chef. It’s not hard.
A side note, I’m not mad he went clubbing! I’m just confused as it was objectively a bad decision to be hungover when introducing his parents to his girlfriend of 1 year. I know that’s not too much to ask.
Anyway folks what the hell do I do. I feel rotten as this whole meeting has disillusioned me. This felt like the last straw for his low effort and lack of… common sense? I realise now he is incapable of making these adult decisions and directing himself properly. He’s still battling dumb teenage boy impulses as a nearly 27 year old man that has lived by himself since 18. this isn’t the sort of thing that will get better. but I’m stuck in the guilt of having met his terminally ill mother. If we break up I’d feel terrible if she passed away soon after and I’m not sure how to navigate this? Sick and tired of holding on to hope it will get better. Pls help, I’m at a loss and don’t know where to start.
TLDR; my boyfriend didn’t bother making any plans, showed up hungover, forgot I’m coeliac, and made me realise I’ve been mothering him for nothing in return.