Sometimes, no matter how "white" he acts, Mike's Chinese heritage sneaks up and bites us on the ass. And nowhere is this more prevalent than when his parents are involved.
See, Mike's mom and dad are:
1) Busybodies who must continually bitch at him that he'd be SO much happier married to a (Chinese) woman. They constantly tell him that I'm using him, that I'll leave him as soon as I am through school, that "gay relationships don't ever last" (despite our counter that we know several couples together a decade or more, and we've already hit half that), etc. It makes my blood boil that they say these things about me when I can't defend myself, and they don't even know me. Hell, in my prescence they completely ignore me. And this after I VOLUNTEERED to take days off and drive them to the SF Airport when they go to and later return from China in September.
2) Cheap bastards who won't fix ANYTHING in our house because they consider it to be a good deal (It isn't much lower than other houses in the neighborhood) and expect us to repay that by doing it all, despite the fact we don't have any real incentive to fix someone else's house and haven't the money anyway.
They've started bitching at him that he needs to buy a new car (remember, they gave him the POS he's driving now) and complaining about his "supporting" me (he seems unable to convince them that he's NOT paying 90% of my expenses). His mother has now demanded he give her $400 a month for her to put away for him. He doesn't want to do this, but he doesn't see how he can not -- that whole Chinese "must do what parents want" nonsense.
The only way he can see getting out from under their shadows is to move away. I suggested we just move out of the house, but NOOooooo, he's so convinced it's a fantastic deal he won't move to a better place because it might cost more. I had to tell him last night we're not staying in that house once I have a teaching position, I don't care how much more rent we pay for a house in midtown.
I'm sick of it, to be honest. I wish he'd get a frelling backbone and stand up to his parents. They don't do this stuff out of love, they do it out of a desire to control. His dad treats him like shit in every other way. I want out of this house, and sometimes, when Mike gives me that goddamned "You don't understand", I just want out. I wanted to slap him last night. He's said MANY times (and I believe him) that he doesn't like his family, wants to avoid them, but he refuses to do what would make that happen.
Last night I caught myself wishing they'd meet with some accident while in China. How awful does that make me?
Gods, and I thought Irish/Portugese families were bad.
See, Mike's mom and dad are:
1) Busybodies who must continually bitch at him that he'd be SO much happier married to a (Chinese) woman. They constantly tell him that I'm using him, that I'll leave him as soon as I am through school, that "gay relationships don't ever last" (despite our counter that we know several couples together a decade or more, and we've already hit half that), etc. It makes my blood boil that they say these things about me when I can't defend myself, and they don't even know me. Hell, in my prescence they completely ignore me. And this after I VOLUNTEERED to take days off and drive them to the SF Airport when they go to and later return from China in September.
2) Cheap bastards who won't fix ANYTHING in our house because they consider it to be a good deal (It isn't much lower than other houses in the neighborhood) and expect us to repay that by doing it all, despite the fact we don't have any real incentive to fix someone else's house and haven't the money anyway.
They've started bitching at him that he needs to buy a new car (remember, they gave him the POS he's driving now) and complaining about his "supporting" me (he seems unable to convince them that he's NOT paying 90% of my expenses). His mother has now demanded he give her $400 a month for her to put away for him. He doesn't want to do this, but he doesn't see how he can not -- that whole Chinese "must do what parents want" nonsense.
The only way he can see getting out from under their shadows is to move away. I suggested we just move out of the house, but NOOooooo, he's so convinced it's a fantastic deal he won't move to a better place because it might cost more. I had to tell him last night we're not staying in that house once I have a teaching position, I don't care how much more rent we pay for a house in midtown.
I'm sick of it, to be honest. I wish he'd get a frelling backbone and stand up to his parents. They don't do this stuff out of love, they do it out of a desire to control. His dad treats him like shit in every other way. I want out of this house, and sometimes, when Mike gives me that goddamned "You don't understand", I just want out. I wanted to slap him last night. He's said MANY times (and I believe him) that he doesn't like his family, wants to avoid them, but he refuses to do what would make that happen.
Last night I caught myself wishing they'd meet with some accident while in China. How awful does that make me?
Gods, and I thought Irish/Portugese families were bad.