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That's a mother's right.

Is it also a mother's right to blame her for something that was never her fault?

...Yes.

*shakes his head* Not in this case. My mom is not in the right here. *folds his arms over his chest, firm*

Oh, she might not be, but it's in her rights to dislike your girlfriend. To forbid you from seeing her or that sort of thing? No. But she is completely allowed to dislike her. Even for no real, viable reason.

After all, I have no intentions of ever liking my son's girlfriend.

*sets his jaw, looking away* I don't... I don't know anything about your situation. But Natalie never did anything to her.

At the very least-- she started dating your mom's little boy.

*looks up, a little deflated* But that... That's not fair. How am I supposed to reason with that?

You don't. You accept it and deal with it.

That's not really much of an answer.

Even the most rational woman loses her sense of fairness when her son or daughter is dating. There really isn't an answer but to grin and bear it.

Now, once she starts forbidding you to date, to see your girlfriend, that kind of thing... Then you can complain. But just that she doesn't like her? Not a big deal.

How about blaming Natalie for my pot that she found. She's all but forbidden me. So far.

See, I'd have had your head for that. Whether she brought it into the house or you did.

My point exactly. Not that I didn't get yelled at, but the immediate assumption was that Natalie had something to do with it. It couldn't be farther from the truth, but at this point my mom isn't caring about that.