For some reason I always thought I raised my son well.

Taken from real life. "Daughter, she better go back where she came from, because you won't be able to live with her": Daughter-in-law heard from her mother

I wanted to maintain a warm relationship with him. But it turned out that it was different. He wanted my money, not me.

As soon as I said there would be no more charity because I had to take care of myself, the conflicts started immediately:

– Mom, you promised to send 500 euros to your granddaughter for winter clothes. Don't you realize that the child will freeze?

– Didn't I send you enough money last month? Well, you're parents, so you have to take care of your child!

My son immediately got offended. My daughter-in-law started spreading rumors that I had left the child undressed because of my nasty temperament. I decided to help, but not with money, but with clothes.

I decided to go abroad to earn money just for my son. He got into a prestigious university, and I didn't have money to pay for tuition. Until recently, I sent my son 300 euros every month. Then I said that I had to save up for my own apartment. Then Błażej said:

– Mom, I'm actually planning to get married. Let's buy a big house so we can live together. Why do we need separate apartments? ?

When I arrived, I was surprised. The house was really elegant.

– Can I see my room?

– Mom, that's it… We turned it into a gym.

At first I tried not to show any emotion and calmly explained that I needed a normal bed because I had back problems. But did anyone listen to me? My daughter-in-law made a face at my presence and wouldn't let me go near the kitchen.

One day I overheard a conversation between my daughter-in-law and her mother:

-She brought you something?

-Just a few little things. I'll throw them away later. How long will she stay here? I don't know.

-She'd better go back to Italy, because you won't be able to live in the same house with her.

I was so hurt that I didn't listen to her anymore. I came back the next day. The worst thing is that no one thought to stop me. They were just waiting for my money.

-Mom, it's the end of the month and you still haven't sent the money. What happened?

-I won't make any more transfers, I have to save up for an apartment.

-Why do you need an apartment? We agreed to live together!

-Where? At the gym? Maybe in the basement with the rats?

My son is furious and says that in his old age he won't give me a glass of water. But I won't fall for this manipulation anymore. It's time for me to take care of my old age so I don't end up on the street. And my situation will be a lesson for many people: think about yourself first, and then about your children. Am I not right?

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Natasha Kumar

By Natasha Kumar

Natasha Kumar has been a reporter on the news desk since 2018. Before that she wrote about young adolescence and family dynamics for Styles and was the legal affairs correspondent for the Metro desk. Before joining The Times Hub, Natasha Kumar worked as a staff writer at the Village Voice and a freelancer for Newsday, The Wall Street Journal, GQ and Mirabella. To get in touch, contact me through my natasha@thetimeshub.in 1-800-268-7116