22/08/2025
I’m 37, still single, and I can’t help but feel my mom played a big role in that. She always meant well, but her “care” often felt overwhelming—especially when it came to my love life. Every guy I brought home was “not good enough,” and one by one, she pushed them away.
Then I met Theo. From the start, I felt something different, so I kept him a secret from my mom. One night, I invited him over—candles, wine, pie. Everything was going perfectly… until I heard a sneeze. I opened the closet and there she was—my mom, hiding. I couldn’t believe it.
She said she “had to see him for herself” and handed Theo a folded note. When I opened it, my face burned with embarrassment: it was a list of “rules for dating my daughter.” Theo was kind but obviously uncomfortable, and he left soon after. I thought that was the end.
But a few days later, he showed up at my door with flowers. My heart raced—I thought maybe he was here for me. Instead, what he said next left me completely stunned…👇
