This is kind of a long story, but please bare with me. Me and my boyfriend started dating a year and a half ago. His mom seemed to like me. In fact, she said that I was the best girlfriend he had ever had. She taught me how to cook(some). She even invited me to move into her house because I was looking for a place to move into. I took her up on the offer and for the first few months it seemed fine. That is until I moved into my boyfriend's room. See, when I first moved in I was in a seperate room. After that happened things went from downhill, to bad, to terrible. She didn't voice her opinion so if I did something that she didn't like she wouldn't tell me up front. I did tell her from the start(before I moved in) that if there was something I did that bothered her to tell me. So she didn't. Another thing to understand is that I am a bit clumsy at times. Okay a lot clumsy. I accidently burned one of their TV trays that they've had forever and a day. I accidently broke their toilet tank cover-don't ask. Every time that I damaged something of their's I would offer to replace it and every time she would decline. So, I didn't worry about it. After awhile I guess his mom got so fed up that she blew up at him and me in turn. It all came out of the blue. She said that she thought my boyfriend was whipped and all sorts of things that were kind of taken out of context. It also turns out that she wanted me to pay for those things after all. I didn't have to, but I did to try and make the peace. We sat down and I though everything was fine. Me and Josh(my boyfriend) moved out into our own apartment. Thank God. She came over one day and I didn't say hi to her. Granted she didn't say hi to me either. It wasn't because I was mad at her, but I hadn't had a great day. So she was mad at me. I haven't ever really liked her company, but I try and suck it up when I have to. On a seperate day Josh told me that she was coming over and I asked why she had to. His mom was overhearing his response to me and wanted to know why I didn't want to talk to her and all sorts of nonsense. Okay, so today was the final straw for me. She called me and left a message-I was at work so I couldn't answer it-and told me that she had some of my stuff and that I should take it off the front porch before the sun ruined it. What do I do? Should I try to make peace? Is it worth it? How do I go about doing it?
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