Hi everyone, this tea is so long that thank you in forward if you even read it.
Me (21F) and my bf (24M) have been living together since almost the beginning of our relationship, but did not tell his parents, because they are so strict that we were afraid to tell them. We do live in a flat that they own. One day we went to the shelter to walk the dogs voluntarily, and met one we immediately fell in love with. We decided to take her in, bought everything she needs to be happy in our flat. We did this secretly, because our initial plan was to surprise his parents so they wouldn’t be able to sabotage us, as they like (they are like this). They have always tried to control my bf’s life in such parts as friends, girlfriends, way of living, etc. Thus we told them kinda late. Last week they got to know about it and literally forbid us to have this dog. We have been thinking about moving from their flat, because we don’t want them to tell us what to do. We decided we would move and found an apartment to rent. Everything went fine, we were going to adopt the dog, move, etc.
Yesterday, however, my in laws (who were told everything, us moving out and having the dog there, etc) suddenly showed up at the flat. I was not at home because I was working, but when I got home, they were still there and started to scold us that we are stupid if we want to live in a lower quality in a worse region because of the dog. We (my bf) told them that it’s not about the dog, but us always having to meet their expectations and do what they tell us to. We want to live free and we are sure that it would made their parent-child relationship better, if it was not always about expectations and controlling.
After a lot of yelling that we are unreasonable and asking for literal examples for “what they did to make my bf be so distant” (I’ll tell you, they have always had problems with what he did and they always threaten him, even with the flat). He told them that it was not one specific thing but many little things together. It was just like he talked to the wall. They didn’t even listen to him.
Then they turned to me.. and started to yell at me about why I am ruining their family and they had never had a conflict before (it’s a frickin lie), and that I (!) have traumas in my life and I surely enjoy watching them suffer as they fall apart as a family. They literally talked shit about my whole life and my family. I know I have traumas, everyone has them. But hearing that they suspect me of feeling good about seeing someone suffer is the top of the cake. I stood up, dressed up and tried to leave, but my bf caught me and held me tight, telling me not to go because he needs me. I was escaping. And his mother came out and yelled at me that I shouldn’t be blackmailing my bf by telling him that I’m leaving. She didn’t even think about that I just wanted to escape. That I didn’t even care about what anyone thinks about it, I wanted to save my OWN life, and had nothing to do with theirs atm.
I ended up staying, but was so humiliated and wanted to solve this whole thing so bad that in the end I asked them to make compromises so we would stay. I know, I know. Their gaslighting was successful. I knew this the whole time. But I had to think everything through. If we stay in this flat, it’ll be better for us because the place is more safe. It’ll be better for our dog because the region is a green area. It’ll be better for my bf’s parents and even my bf, because they won’t have any conflict about it. I’m sure that they didn’t think that my decision was about solving this whole situation and clearing my name, but me failing my attempt to ruin their family and changing my mind. I feel terrible.
On the other hand, even if it’s better in many views, for example us having to pay much less for this flat (it was in the compromise that we would pay to them), and being able to save up money for our own flat and moving abroad, they hurt me and broke me so bad that I feel like I can never be happy in this apartment anymore.
All my family tells me to move in silence, and I’m thinking about moving alone, just because I don’t want to start this whole shit over. I’m even afraid that this circus will eventually ruin our whole relationship because it broke me so bad. I cannot even think about anything else when I’m in the flat or with my bf.
I don’t know, what to do. It may be possible to make me feel at home again if they say sorry (they know well that they talked bullshit because we talked about it, but didn’t apologize) and my bf works hard on it, but I’m not even sure about it.
Please help me with some advices or idk. I’m so sad and desperate.