When you’ve been dating someone for years, you’d think their mother would at least remember your name. But in my case, Diane had a strange habit of forgetting it entirely.
I’m Jenny, and I’ve been with her son for three years. From the very beginning, she acted like I was temporary. At first, she called me by his ex’s name. I corrected her politely each time, smiling through it, but she would just laugh it off as a “mistake.”
Then it got worse. She stopped using the ex’s name and started calling me “Janet.” No explanation, no reason—just Janet. I genuinely don’t know where it came from, but it became her default.
