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That's what happened to me. My friends were dating in 6th grade, so I asked my mom when I could start. "See me at 16." On my 16th birthday, I asked her again (patient, wasn't I?), her response: "See me when you're 18." By the time I turned 18, I was like, "screw it, I'll wait until college." (I think I'd rather have had the social life than good grades, mom!) My mother has met many of my boyfriends, or talked to them on the phone. She doesn't form an opinion just by looking at them--she actually talks to them. And if she meets them, she watches them and what they do. But--although no man will ever be good for her "baby" (I'm the youngest), she will NEVER give me an ultimatum in choice. She believes her children should learn by doing, and if she's raised me right, I will be okay--even with a few bumps along the way. And this is what happened with your girlfriend's parents: They've already lost one child. They don't want to lose another. The size thing is just an excuse. They weren't able to protect her bigger, older brother together, so they feel that one small person won't be able to protect the most precious thing in their lives. Jam it back in, in the dark. |