My mom and my dad have started discussing their bedroom issues with me, and I don’t know how to deal with it. I’m only twenty-three years old. Dad is sixty, and Mom is fifty-eight.

FOLLOW US ON WHATSAPP CHANNEL TO RECEIVE ALL STORIES IN YOUR INBOX

It’s Dad who started it. One early morning, he came to my room wearing a frown. He said, “Go and talk to your mother before I step outside chasing young women. Why will a wife for over thirty years all of a sudden start behaving like a virgin?”

Before he could finish complaining to me, my mom also entered while shouting, “You’re not ashamed discussing this with your youngest child. At your age, you want to be going on ‘the road’ every night. Don’t you get tired?”

They stopped talking to me and started fighting each other in my room. I got up, entered the bath, sat on the WC, and watched them exchange words. Mom left, and Dad followed.

From that day, anytime Dad is in a bad mood in the morning and I greet him, he starts talking about what happened in their bedroom in the night. Mom is right. She can’t do it every night. Dad is right. He’s a man. He responds to what the third leg wants. None of them wants to compromise, and they rather want me to pick a side.

One day, I tried talking to my mom. “Why don’t you try? Look at his age. Don’t make him go out there and bring us siblings at our age ooo?” She looked me dead in the eyes and said, “You’re a woman, aren’t you? You can lie down for him if you pity him that much. Do you know what this man has taken me through since we got married? Do you know the crazy things he’s made me do?”

Then she started giving me instances, so I screamed, “It’s okay! Too much detail. I’m done. Do whatever you want to each other. I don’t care.”

I tried talking to Dad one morning when he came to me complaining. “Dad, but why don’t you understand her? You can’t have it every day?”

He also started narrating the antics my mom has been using to avoid going on a ‘night trip.’ Too much detail. Graphic, actually.

What Will Make You Leave Me After Forty Years Of Marriage?

So these days, I don’t mind them, but it doesn’t mean they’ll also stop complaining to me. Dad will come and tell me everything, even if he had a good time with my mom. He’ll go like, “Whatever your mom ate last night, I’ll force her to eat the same thing every night because last night was too good. You see why I fight her when she doesn’t give it to me?”

Now I’m tired. I need a new house. Please, who will adopt a twenty-three-year-old girl who is well-behaved but going through a lot?

—May

This story you just read was sent to us by someone just like you. We know you have a story too. Email it to us at [email protected]. You can also drop your number and we will call you so you tell us your story.

******