Huge blowout fight with my daughter 19(f) resulting in her running away to her boyfriends house and I am just beside myself with grief.
I haven’t written in here for a while because I don’t really have teenagers anymore. But my youngest still is technically a teen so I think this still fits. Sorry this is long!! I’m just so upset.
Background; my daughter is a vegetarian who struggles with some mental health issues such as OCD, adhd and possible autism. I have spent her whole life trying my best to advocate for her and understand her. We have a very close relationship and I love her deeply. Both our daughters still live with us and my youngest took a gap year to try and figure stuff out. We are a very close knit family.
I have a job in the summer that takes me out of town for a week at a time and this time, I hadn’t been home for ten days and I’m leaving again in a week. So Friday night, it was our first family dinner in ten days and we were looking forward to having some good family time. I made tacos and since my youngest (I’ll call her V) doesn’t eat meat, I made a tofu version for her. We also were having a heat wave and I don’t have a/c save for one room in our downstairs. I know V is a picky eater so I put all the toppings and such on the side so she can pick and choose what she wants. After looking at the meal, she told me she actually won’t eat anything but the tofu and the tortilla. I asked her what about the cheese and she snapped at me and told me that “I know dairy makes her sick” (she had just eaten ice cream the day before). Every option I offered was met with a very disrespectful tone, even when I told her I would make her something else. Finally I told her she was being snotty and if she couldn’t talk to use kindly, we didn’t want to eat with her. So she storms upstairs and I don’t see her for the rest of the evening, which really hurt me since I was really looking forward to spending time with her and also bc I did put a lot of effort into dinner and sweating my ass off.
I really thought this was something that she would cool down from and we could have a productive talk and move on. I woke up to a text from her telling us her boyfriend was coming over and to make sure the door was unlocked. I was a little miffed by this bc she didn’t ask but we love her boyfriend and in the end, I didn’t see the harm. To try and just offer a place of peace, I went into her room and told her I was gonna make her favorite pancakes for her and her boyfriend and if she feels like it, they’ll be downstairs. I was met with coldness from her and in this moment, I should have just let it slide and given her the space, but instead I texted her how I was feeling. In the text I said “I didn’t think this was that deep but if it is, let’s talk about it”. I even said “I know me forgetting what you don’t like to eat can make you feel unseen and invalidated and that probably very frustrating and I’m sorry. I’ll do my best to remember in the future” and then I added “however, it was a mistake and the way you treated me made me feel like garbage”. That’s kinda the jist of the message and no response. Just refusing to speak to us.
After her boyfriend arrives, I hear them upstairs talking to my oldest daughter. I admit I ease dropped. The things she was saying about me and my husband were absolutely villainous. You would think she lived in an abusive household and we treated her like Cinderella. Some of the things she said were totally untrue or half truths (she cherry picked my message and kept harping on the fact that I said “it’s not that deep” leaving out where I offered to talk to her and acknowledge that it is that deep to her). She said we were refusing to pay for her college (which is a total lie, as we literally told her a month ago we would cover it) to which her boyfriend replies “I grew up in poverty and my family would never weaponize money like that” (which made my blood boil). She said I don’t try to understand her, that all I care about is “respect” and I don’t care about her mental issues (like I said, my life has revolved around them.) and a lot of other hurtful bullshit. Like I mentioned before, V and I are very very close. We have such a deep and loving relationship. So hearing her say these things about me was so deeply hurtful. And to hear what she said about her dad (including that it’s somehow our fault she hasn’t done anything during her gap year, even though my husband has driven her over an hour to shadow at a vets office just in the odd chance she might wanna be a vet). It all seemed to stem from her classic spiral though, which I’ve seen often and for the most part, I know to take with a grain of salt. I even heard her say that if she moved out, she would stop talking to me (that one cut deep).
I think that if this was just between her and her sister, I wouldn’t have gotten so angry. But hearing her spill this to a 3rd party just sent me into a blind rage. I stormed upstairs and yelled “I heard everything you said and if you don’t want to sit down and talk this out with me, you should leave” and so that’s what she did. Within 10 mins she had a whole suitcase packed and her and her BF were walking to the bus stop. My oldest daughter started crying and said “why would you do that?? I almost had her talked down. She told me if she left she’d have a hard time coming home” and I just broke down. I felt so much shame and regret for letting my anger get the best of me and pushing my daughter away. Even typing it out now I feel like I’m choking on it in my throat.
I know a lot of parents in these situations can’t look beyond what they do for their kids and can’t see where their kid has valid points. I really really try my best to not be one of those parents in fights. But this just seems completely ridiculous. She is so insanely entitled. She works 1-2 days a week and spends her money on whatever she wants. We don’t charge her rent, we go out of our way to get her groceries (even the day of the fight we had went to our local market and spent an extra 20 mins looking for the fudge booth bc she asked us for fudge), we don’t make her pay her own phone bill, we take her boyfriend with us on trips and outings and pay for him bc he doesn’t have a job and comes from a lower income family. She doesn’t drive so we drive her back and forth to work or pick her boyfriend up or drop her there and
Back. We never fight or even have tense times. We all have so much fun together.
I am swinging between a well of grief and a well of anger. I sent her and her boyfriend a long apology for my outburst and told her that I love her. No response. I have no idea when she’s coming back. I can’t eat. I can’t think. I have a headache from crying and as soon as I opened my eyes this morning I started crying again. Nothing like this has ever happened with our family and I don’t know how to handle it.
Thank you for reading if you made it this far. I’m just a sad mom who misses her daughter.