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TIFU update: my mum saw me sending nudes to an internet stranger and is now trying to get me to marry him

My mom was not talking to me at all since that happened. Sigh.

My dad upset me for unrelated reasons, so I was upset and crying in the bathroom alone. My mum saw me storm off and felt bad. So she came to console me and hug me. Often our arguments will resolve when she sees me sad and so she ends up in her protective mom headspace instead.

So she spoke to me about the other issue and consoled me. But then asked me if the man is coming on the weekend with his parents to discuss getting married. Now I asserted that I didn't send the nudes to anyone. It was just for myself. She said she didn't believe me, but she was being a bit less aggressive and softer than before. I said that I really didn't, they were just for myself because I like looking at myself. (This is a lie but what else can I do?)

She said I need to swear on her life. Which eek I didn't want to but I don't believe it really matters, and the alternative is getting married off soo...I said I do. She held my hands and made me say that. She said she doesn't believe me still, but that she'll drop it. She is pretending it didn't happen now.

I guess the weekend will come and go, without any marriage proposals. I am still a maiden. Yay. Being a lot more cautious now..

TLDR: Mom dropped her insistence that I get married to a random internet stranger after I swore that my nudes were just for myself. I think she wants to pretend it never happened, and will just pretend it didn't.

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