I’m 35 years old. I am married. My husband Robert’s parents were not at our wedding.
My husband is 37 years old and he flatly refused to invite his parents to our wedding. I tried to explain to him that this is no way to behave towards your parents. I told him that he would regret it when his parents were gone. But I couldn’t convince Robert of that.
Robert remembers his childhood with great nostalgia. He still remembers how wonderful their life was in a small town. Robert was nine years old at the time. His father travelled a lot on various business trips. He brought gifts for his wife and son. Robert and his mother always looked forward to his father’s visit. And Robert’s father had a dream: he really wanted to live in the city of St. Petersburg. It was just the city of his dreams. And it’s not for nothing they say that the greatest wish is always sure to come true. And so Robert’s father had the opportunity to move to Peter.
The only one who didn’t want to move to Peter was Robert. But no one asked his opinion. But unfortunately, nothing worked out for my parents in the city of dreams. There were always some problems at my father’s work. He no longer went on business trips, so he spent a lot of time at home. Robert’s parents began to quarrel constantly and his father began to constantly cheat on his mother.
And Robert’s mother began to constantly watch his father. She was throwing tantrums and scandals. But for some reason she never left her husband like that. First, because she had nowhere else to go. And then came the hard 90’s. Robert’s parents didn’t care about him at all. They didn’t want to take care of him, they didn’t want to help him with his homework. They only scolded him for growing out of his old clothes. They yelled at him all the time, and then his father started hitting Robert. And his mother always defended his father, not his own son.
And the two parents took their anger, fear and jealousy out on Robert. When Robert turned 18, he began to live on his own. He started working and supporting himself. But he did not forget his parents. He often came to them with gifts and groceries. And Robert’s parents took it all for granted.
– We raised you, we fed you, we brought you to the big city! You should be grateful to us for everything!
Then Robert realized that his parents were just using him. And when Robert needed help, his parents just turned him down. And after that, Robert stopped talking to them. I could not understand how it was possible not to communicate with my parents. After all, I had a great relationship with my parents. My parents were wonderful to Robert, and he was wonderful to them, too.
My father tried to convince Robert that what he was doing was wrong.
– You have to communicate with your parents!
But Robert was totally against it. He can’t forgive his parents and doesn’t want to communicate with them anymore.
