My mom is trying to force me to marry my cousin, and I'm honestly so blown away that I just don't know what to do. Here's what happened. Okay, to start things out, I was going to post this on my main account before I came to my senses. This isn't really a throwaway, but more of an account I'll use to share stories of my entitled family, namely my mom. And before you call BS and start joking around saying, sweet home Alabama, for starters, believe me, I wish this was

BS, but unfortunately, it's an actual situation I'm facing. Secondly, we are Dominican and I don't know if that changes everything. And also, I hate that song. For reference, I'm a 20 year old male and my cousin is a 19 year old female and Spanish was my first language. I have a third cousin in Dominican Republic. they're not well off in that country, and her mom is a little neglectful. And at this point, it feels like my mom cares more about her than me, but whatever. She deserves it. She's a good kid who does well in school and wants to move to the U.S. to go to nursing school. Unfortunately, she can't because she's not a legal citizen. So my mom decided that it would be the best plan for me to go to the Dominican

Republic in June or July, and while I'm there, I should marry my third cousin to make her legal.

She brought this up a few years ago, but I thought she was joking, but apparently she wasn't.

Recently, she brought this plan up again, and she actually is talking about how she already

booked flights to the Dominican Republic and all this other crap.

What is going on? I'm in a relationship already and my mom literally told me that she doesn't give

an F about my personal life. All she cares about is going to the Dominican Republic and forcing me to

marry my cousin. Thankfully, I talked about the plan with my significant other and they are supportive.

Due to the pandemic and not knowing if it's going to get worse, I think it's safe to say that we are not flying out there, but my mom still acts like we're still going. Basically, I marry her, I stay married for a year, and then we divorce amicably, and my mom pockets any money that's made from this if there is any. When I try to downright refuse this, this was met with screaming, physical anger,

and threats to kick me out. I'm afraid to go to any family members because I don't know what's going to happen to me. And at this point, I don't know what to do. Before we go any further, it's important to note that this story happened five years ago. And now five years later, the original poster has an update they want to share. Here's what they had to say. So it's It's been five years since I made my previous posts and honestly I was never planning on updating and I forgot about the account until I saw this YouTube video and was really sympathizing with the writer. That is until I realized that I am the writer. The original post is still up on my profile, but I will give a quick summary. My mom has always been awful both physically and mentally towards me and has been

very controlling of my life despite me becoming an adult. Things reached a point that I never thought it would

when my mom tried to force me to go to the Dominican Republic to marry my cousin so that we could

bring her back to the United States so that she could start nursing school. Well, I logged into this

account to see people messaging me for an update and people making up their own theories about what might have happened. Some said that I passed away and others said that I married the cousin and that I got into legal trouble and all this other stuff. But if I wrote in detail what has happened in the last years, then this post will be a million correctors long, so instead I'm just going to give you the TLDR. For starters, I broke up with my girlfriend that I was dating in the first story after I found out that she was cheating on me. Also, and this is super important. I never ended up marrying the cousin because I avoided renewing my passport. And my mom found another person in the U.S. that she was going to try and force me to marry, which also just so happened to fall through as well. I then ended up summoning the strength to start

standing up to my mom and she kicked me out of the house in the summer of 2021. I then ended up moving in

with another family member and I turned to substances and alcohol to help me cope and I overdosed

in December of 2021 at the age of 22. But thankfully, I survived. Me and my mom reconciled in January

of 2002 because of her entering

counseling and my overdose. I ended up moving back in with my mother so that she could take care

of me while I got better. And she ended up having another freak out and kicked me out again in August

of 2021. And I ended up having to move to a different state with a discord friend because my mom

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