Lei
Mouseketeer
- Joined
- Oct 21, 2007
I've witnessed two meltdowns, both came from me
1. My mother and I have a very strained relationship. We never really got along since I was little.
One time, for 4 years, I was dating someone I truly loved, but my mother loathed him. All the time I was in the relationship, I was constantly battling her.
Unfortunately, we came from a country which culture upholds parental approval very highly. If your parents don’t approve of your spouse, there is almost no chance you can marry him/her.
One time, we went on a family trip to USA, including WDW. Little did I know, my mother had a secret agenda of hooking me up with her friend’s son, whom she thought would be a better match (husband) for me. He lives in New York, and while he was nice, I wasn’t interested at all. I was also mad about this surprise “arrangement”.
My mom even took him to Disney World with the family. One night, we were watching the firework show at MK, and I was thinking, if only my then-boyfriend was with me, watching this very magical show with my family, instead of this guy. If only my relationship with my mother wasn’t so hard. If only she’d approved of my then-boyfriend. If only I don’t NEED her approval. If only, if only, if only.
MK was perfect that night, but I felt I was enjoying it with the wrong people. After the show, I split up with my family without saying anything, found a quiet spot in Tomorrowland, and just cried, cried, cried for 20 min. I even went to Cosmic Rays to get some napkins and then continue crying, lol. Many passersby turned their heads, but no one said anything.
2. Around two years ago, I visited WDW without my family. Right before I left to USA, my then 1-year-old son had a high fever. On my second day at WDW, I received news that my baby got typhoid fever and had to be hospitalized. I was a first-time parent and my heart broke in pieces because I was 10,000 miles away from him.
(on top of that, since before I left, I was receiving anonymous hate comments on my blog, saying how selfish I am for going on a solo trip to WDW without my child)
Though my husband said everything’s under control, I decided to cut the trip short and go home early. While asking Pop Century’s manager if my room and ticket could be refunded, I started to sob uncontrollably. It was one of those reflex motions I really couldn't control. Right in the middle of Pop’s lobby. The on-duty concierge looked alarmed, and I was super embarrassed! The kind manager took me to his office and he was being very sympathetic. He even dabbed tissues on my wet cheeks
(unfortunately, I bought a vacation package, so my room and ticket couldn’t be refunded.)
1. My mother and I have a very strained relationship. We never really got along since I was little.
One time, for 4 years, I was dating someone I truly loved, but my mother loathed him. All the time I was in the relationship, I was constantly battling her.
Unfortunately, we came from a country which culture upholds parental approval very highly. If your parents don’t approve of your spouse, there is almost no chance you can marry him/her.
One time, we went on a family trip to USA, including WDW. Little did I know, my mother had a secret agenda of hooking me up with her friend’s son, whom she thought would be a better match (husband) for me. He lives in New York, and while he was nice, I wasn’t interested at all. I was also mad about this surprise “arrangement”.
My mom even took him to Disney World with the family. One night, we were watching the firework show at MK, and I was thinking, if only my then-boyfriend was with me, watching this very magical show with my family, instead of this guy. If only my relationship with my mother wasn’t so hard. If only she’d approved of my then-boyfriend. If only I don’t NEED her approval. If only, if only, if only.
MK was perfect that night, but I felt I was enjoying it with the wrong people. After the show, I split up with my family without saying anything, found a quiet spot in Tomorrowland, and just cried, cried, cried for 20 min. I even went to Cosmic Rays to get some napkins and then continue crying, lol. Many passersby turned their heads, but no one said anything.
2. Around two years ago, I visited WDW without my family. Right before I left to USA, my then 1-year-old son had a high fever. On my second day at WDW, I received news that my baby got typhoid fever and had to be hospitalized. I was a first-time parent and my heart broke in pieces because I was 10,000 miles away from him.
(on top of that, since before I left, I was receiving anonymous hate comments on my blog, saying how selfish I am for going on a solo trip to WDW without my child)
Though my husband said everything’s under control, I decided to cut the trip short and go home early. While asking Pop Century’s manager if my room and ticket could be refunded, I started to sob uncontrollably. It was one of those reflex motions I really couldn't control. Right in the middle of Pop’s lobby. The on-duty concierge looked alarmed, and I was super embarrassed! The kind manager took me to his office and he was being very sympathetic. He even dabbed tissues on my wet cheeks
(unfortunately, I bought a vacation package, so my room and ticket couldn’t be refunded.)
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