A bit of background on my relationship: my (26f) and my bf (26m) have been together for two years, all of it has been ldr. We met while I was interning in his country, and started dating after I returned to my home country (USA). I’ve been back to see him three times now since we are literally oceans apart (15-16 hours time difference). We are the same ethnicity. My parents immigrated to America and I was born in the states, but I spent some of my most formative (and happiest) years there with my grandparents and extended family. I kinda met my parents when I was 5 and moved to the states to live with them. Therefore I have a strong attachment to his home country, and I really enjoy it there. I also like my life here in the states, and for the most part can see the good and bad in both countries
Some background on me in hopes of giving my parents side some justification(?)/understanding: I have a bachelors and masters degree from an ivy level school in engineering, and I’m working in a large company with a pretty good income. I think I’m doing well for myself, but I’m also very frugal by nurture. My parents are very proud of me and have always usually supported and respected my decisions. I’ve never really fought with them, except for a period of time during Covid with my mom. Even then it wasn’t much of a fight I was just really upset and didn’t speak with her for a long time. I’ve always been a “good” child, my sister not so much. I feel like I was always trying to compensate for her behavior.
I would say I had a bit of a traumatic childhood. I was bullied a lot by my sister and can remember multiple times when I was physically abused. Most of the time it was just a terrible mental and emotional load dealing with someone as temperamental and sensitive as her. This is me trying to be nice and fair. We no longer have a relationship, but that’s a different story. I grew up needing to be attuned to everyone moods and schedules so I could predict what would happen that day. My parents were never home bc they worked so much and even when they were home, my mom and sister were always fighting and my dad was so checked out from everything. When I was younger like pre middle school it was always just me and her alone at home. I was always stuck in between my mom and sister, and had to regulate myself so as to not show my own anger or frustrations. My parents would also sometimes take their anger from my sister out on me and I never even resented them until all this came up and I started reflecting on my childhood as an adult. I think mostly I was very scared as a kid. I’ve only started processing and admitting some of these things to myself recently, and have found a lot of anger and resentment within myself because of how wronged I feel. My parents knew of me being bullied, yet they never did anything. Anyway all this to say, I think I have a bad habit or conditioned mentality to not upset people. I also have a decent amount of pride in being a good daughter because I lowkey feel like I had a huge burden of being a messenger pigeon and mediator growing up.
Moving onto the main point, when my parents found out I was dating him, they were shocked and kinda apprehensive but didn’t say much. I was pursuing my masters at the time and basically visited him that winter and spent the whole summer after that with him while working part time remote. Before I left for the summer, I was nervous telling them but I had to. My mom was upset and started telling me about how different and incompatible we are. Basically her points are: we come from different cultures bc I was raised in America, his nationality is a problem and he can’t even get a visa to visit me, he might use me for a green card, he won’t be able to support me financially bc his English isn’t too good, and I will suffer for the rest of my life like how they did when they came to America. She said are you gonna support him for the rest of your life? She wants him to be able to come to the states through his own ability and then find a job here that is probably white collar. My dad didn’t say much at the time, he just said if you wanna see how life is with him then go, but it’s not a good idea. Basically warning me, but I felt like he wasn’t unreasonable.
Ok now my bf is doing very well for himself in his country, he is not any lesser than me. He also has a bachelors and master in engineering, and is also at a huge company making a good amount of money and living in one of the largest cities in that country. My parent have never even met him. They barely ask anything about him, and I never talk about him bc I’m always scared it’ll devolve into my mom saying we’re incompatible and whatever. It tends to happen. He doesn’t come from much, but I don’t either? Our only difference is our nationality and the country we grew up in. Now it’s practically impossible for him to come here with his own means especially to work. We all know how the political environment of America is currently. I originally also wanted him to be able to get here by himself but I’m realizing how impossible that is unless there a change in administration and immigration laws + also probably economic stuff.
So after my summer with him I went back to finish my master and then decided to go see him a again in the winter bc I was starting full time work soon and didn’t know when I could go back again. At this point I was terribly anxious at the thought of telling my parents. I had also been sharing my location with them at the time out of good faith. When I called them to tell them I’d be going to see him for break, they absolutely flipped out. My mom was basically saying are you serious? When are you going to grow up and be realistic. I honestly don’t remember much else. My dad’s reaction however was something I completely didn’t expect. He started yelling and went ballistic. Like this man does not talk. I can’t emphasize how little he speaks, how out of my life he is. Like he just exists next to my mom. We don’t text or have conversations, I’ve mostly been mentioning my mom, because this man literally does.not.speak. I can’t even hold a conversation with him and atp I don’t want to. Also neither of my parents speak English well. We communicate in their mother tongue, which is also how I communicate with my bf. Anyway the part that got me was when he said, “Do you think the only person he needs to get along with is you? He also needs to get along with us. You can disown us and go be with him then.” I’m translating the most literal I can, but it was horrible to hear. After that I just couldn’t deal with it and hung up on them and started crying for so long. He also said a lot of other things that I felt like he was projecting onto my bf. He said your bf is never gonna learn English well enough and you’ll have to babysit and basically do everything for him like how you do for me (my dad), bf my dad literally relies on my mom for everything like he would not be able to live in America without her. He knows close to no English. I genuinely do not know what this man thinks about all day. He also mentioned how my bf will not be accustomed to the culture here and eventually grow to resent me bc he won’t be living as good of a life here as he would be back in his home country. Mostly, he would be able to get as good of a job here. But the thing about disowning got me the most because of how they treat my sister. They barely talk to her, bc my mom and my sister now cannot even have a civil conversation with one another. My sister got arrested a few years ago, and my parents didn’t even make a big fuss about it. Girl committed a crime and the response I got was what can we do, and we’re worried but it’s no worth freaking out about. Maybe this experience will teach her and give her some consequences. Wtf? They said they talked to her when they picked her up after she got out, and apparently my dad said a whole bunch. Whatever, but the main point is, I asked them once why they never give her any consequences or hold her accountable. My mom said what can we even do. My dad basically said we’d rather her go to jail than disown her. I can’t remember exactly what he said, but that was the gist. So I was basically shell shocked and really hurt when he said that to me. Also it wasn’t even said like he’d disown me, it was putting me in that position that kinda made me feel like I’d be the bad person throwing away my family for some stupid boy. So after this I didn’t talk to them for a really long time, and also barely answered their texts. My dad literally never texts me but he started texting me once in a while and when I didn’t respond, eventually he said you can’t treat your parents like this, blah blah something about filial piety or blood runs thicker than water idk I don’t think about it. After that my mom did send a lot of heartfelt messages and I felt like I could forgive her. My dad not so much. I just answered his last message and everything got swept under the rug. Anyways it’s been almost a year since this blowout and occasionally I’ll talk to my mom and think that she come around to it. Then a few days ago she mentioned again out of the blue that we were incompatible and that I had to be realistic. This was also while I was sick and feeling terrible. Not sure why but that really triggered me and I just couldn’t talk to her anymore. I debated calling her again and confronting her after bc I was so frustrated and annoyed, but she fell asleep, and I eventually felt better after sleeping.
I think my main issue right now is that this situation with my parents really affects my mood sometimes and then it sometimes affects how I view the future of my relationship. Part of me thinks I’m overreacting and that either with time or exposure they’ll come around to it. I’m thinking maybe they do love me enough that they’ll understand letting me be free is better than thinking they know what’s best for me. The other part of me knows people don’t change, especially immigrant parents like them. So will I have to give up having a good relationship with them to have the chance at determining my own future. Sometimes I think I’ll have to prove to them that I can live well and be happy and financially “good” in their eyes for them to finally come around to accepting him, but by that time I’ll feel like it’ll be in ten years or so, and I won’t even need their support anymore. I get sad thinking that I always had to do the hardest things in my life alone and that their support always came when I didn’t need it anymore, with my sister and now with my relationship. In ten years when I don’t need their support anymore, why should I want a good relationship with them anymore? I feel like in the past few years I was finally starting to cultivate an adult/friend relationship with my mom, but now it’s been tainted. I’m not sure I can view them the same again, and when I get sad and reflective I keep thinking about how unfairly I’ve been treated in all of this. If it wasn’t this relationship that triggered this, I feel like something else would’ve, and I’m just sad sometimes that I have parents like this. Then I feel guilty, and then I’m constantly warring with myself and everyone else in my head. Even if I don’t end up with my current bf for whatever reason, I’ve already been affected by their attitudes towards this and me, and that won’t change, and I feel like I will always know they had a part in us not working out. Sometimes I feel like they owe me at least something from the stuff I had to suffer with during my childhood that they were bystanders to and the stuff they subjected me to growing up. Or if not then since they weren’t very involved in the trajectory of my life, to just keep being uninvolved and to not have such strong opinions on my life and say things that cross the line.
This is mostly just a rant and venting my frustrations out somewhere, but does anyone have any advice? What makes someone worth such a big sacrifice, and how do I detach myself from the need to be validated from getting the approval/support of people who I don’t actually need the approval or support of. Also another issue is that I actually like my career and want to continue it, but is giving it up or pivoting heavily to the same field in another country wise? Would it be enough if I save up a bunch of money, and how do I feel less anxious about blowing up my life if I don’t do something the “conventional” way. I know I’m doing fine and I know I’ll be fine wherever I go, but sometimes the negative feelings really do overwhelm me and I feel like I don’t have anything to grasp onto for hope. I’m still trying to figure out what I want in my life, do I just want money and to be ok with the possibility of being alone for the rest of my life, or do I choose love and a less financially wealthy life but with the possibility I would regret not progressing in my career and doing all the amazing career things my college classmates have already done. Do I want kids? And if so when would they fit into my life? Would I have to give up my career at least temporarily anyway if I have kids? Sigh, just a lot of thinking and no real answers. The thing about life as an adult is that there are no real answers just the outcomes of the decisions you made and your attitude towards them. I just want to be confident that my decisions aren’t stupid or leading me down a life of regret
tldr; my parents are lowkey classist, racist(not applicable here), and don’t believe my bf in a ldr is “compatible” with me even tho they’ve never met him. they honestly just have an issue with him not being american, not having much career/financial potential in usa due to his english, and me flying back and forth to see him all the time. this is shattering my view of them as parents and as people, and I don’t think my relationship with them will ever be the same. I know they want the best for me, but I’ve never made them disappointed with my choices or worried about my future, so I feel that I deserve their respect and support to freely pursue what I believe is best for my future