And now, time for the emotional blog.

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And now, time for the emotional blog.

I'm having problems with M's family.
Problem one is easily solved, in that I just have to grow up and stop being so selfish and insecure. M's sister came back from uni last night (she goes to Cambridge, which is miles away) while we were talking on facebook, and he went 'EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE mysisterisbackmysisterisback!!!' etcetera. Which was cute, but then he just ran off and we only spoke again that evening when we said goodnight. So now I know I am jealous of his big sister, just because she produces this much excitement in him and I, as far as I can tell, don't.

The second is that M's parents dislike me purely because I am his girlfriend. I don't know whether they think I'm not middle-class enough, or they're just up themselves and think nobody's good enough for M, or they have some incredibly wrong impression of me, but it's getting on my nerves. I've never been round to M's house while they're in because they always say no - I don't even know how often M tells them he's been at my house.
I hardly drink at all. I don't smoke. I don't do drugs. I can make polite conversation with adults and I don't have any bad habits that have been pointed out to me. I dress properly, I have similar tastes to them, I can actually help M with his schoolwork (ok, so that's just the cover we'll be using to visit each other's houses for long periods of time over the holidays, but I did correct his Spanish verb conjugations today) and I just . . . not to blow my own trumpet, but I don't see what their problem with me could possibly be. M gets along fine with my mum, and I think it'd be better for everyone if we found some way to work this out, because I don't see me and M splitting up any time soon.

Bobberson xx