His mom tagged along on a date and I put up with it. After a bit, it became a ritual. He would also call his mom on the phone, no matter the time. The last straw was when my grandmother suddenly died. After the burial, he wouldn’t let me drive because I was “too emotionally unstable.” We went home to his house because he wanted to bring his 300-lb mother a sandwich. I had to call my dad to come get me.

—Matty

Aftermath: I dumped him via telephone and let him know what a pathetic momma’s boy he was. I eventually boosted up my self-esteem and moved away.

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