I am from a middle class family. When I was studying my 1st PUC, my father’s sister’s son took me on a trip, but he was spreading news that I was eloping with him to marry him. But when I was 17 years old, I didn’t even know he was kidnapping me to marry me. I begged him and cried, but he slapped me. Meanwhile, my father had filed a police complaint. After that, he took me to his native place, and my parents came to his home and took me back to our native place.
After that, my life was hell. Everybody started bitching about me, and nobody talked to me when I was studying in college. If I went anywhere, people on the road started speaking about my character. Because of that, my parents couldn’t show their faces to anybody. They were crying daily. My life became so miserable that I tried to commit suicide 2 to 3 times, but nobody knew.
Nobody was there to support me morally. I totally went into depression. I thought my life would end there. But after that, I joined B.Tech. In that college too, everybody started bitching about my character, and nobody talked to me. But I never lost hope. I continued my studies. When I was in college, I had only one friend. Her brother used to come to meet her. After some time, her brother started asking about me.
After some days, we both fell in love. He is a very mature guy. I told him everything about my past, and I told him, before marriage, think about my past. If you don’t want me, we can end our relationship here. But he accepted my past. After that, I told everything to my parents. I wanted to marry him, but my parents refused.
Our middle class mindset is like that “they want me to marry a rich guy”. But the guy I was in a relationship with also came from a good family, and he is richer than us. But I didn’t want to lose him. I loved him a lot. I realized my true feelings only after I met him.
My parents brought one marriage proposal. They were very rich and from a political background. With my parents’ force, I got engaged to the guy they chose. But I couldn’t forget the man I loved. He gave me true love throughout our relationship. I couldn’t talk properly with the very rich guy I was engaged to. One day, I told him about my relationship. He said their respect and honor would be ruined if we broke the marriage.
After a few days, I started talking to him, then I understood he was dependent on his father. He didn’t know anything. For everything, he asked his father, mother, and sister. I didn’t like that. I’m an independent girl. Every time I asked or told him something, he said he needed to tell his parents. Even for the reception saree, I had to wear what his father chose. I felt really bad, like I was in a cage.
So, I took a big decision in my life. I called off the marriage, and I wanted to marry my ex. After several fights, I married my ex, with whom I was in a relationship for 6 years. But my parents started hating me for this decision. They did nothing for the marriage, I did it with my own money. Even my own parents started calling me a bitch, including my brother. Now my own brother is bitching about my character because I didn’t marry the person my parents chose.
What I did was it wrong? My parents are now asking me for money because they say, “We made you educated, and you’re earning now, so give us money.” But my husband didn’t say anything about that. He said, “If you want, you can give.” But my parents have started bitching about my character again. Please suggest what I should do.
Question: What should I do now?
Option 1: Was what I did wrong?
Option 2: Should I give money to my parents?