My Break-up with My Fiancé

Had my fiance and I decided to end our relationship for personal reasons, and were our feelings comparatively mutual on the matter, our break-up might non have been so devastating. The public of the situation, however, is that my parents directly contri thated to the end of our engagement and subsequently, our relationship, which made the experience all the more than awful. My fiance and I had been dating for nearly seven months, and I had ever maintained a level of secrecy some our relationship with my family, as Ive done with all of my relationships. I simply do not enjoy discussing significant separates with them.Then one day my parents sat me down, having heard ab tabu my fiance from a mutual friend. They were very upset, my mother especially so, but they did their best to remain placid while they explained plainly how I could no longer see my fiance. My dad was robotic and monotone, and seemed to take his cues from my mother, who just sat at that place glaring at me. Eve ry once in awhile she would intercommunicate up and say things to the tune of, We dont know how you could do this to us, or We expected so much more of you, or whatever number of other cliches parents use to guilt trip their children.After nearly iii hours of talking, during which we stormed around the house, my mother and I shouting at each other for brief intervals, and my father leaving several times to take calls (though I suspect he faked them, just needing a break) I finally concord to stop seeing my fiance. I couldnt believe the words came out of my mouth, or that I even entertained the notion, but bit by bit my mothers banshee-like outbursts and my fathers dead calm wore me down. I have not seen my fiance since.