Whether he knew it or not, my husband married all the me’s inside of me. And all of them, I’ve recently come to understand, have something rather troubling in common: They all crave my parents’ approval. I imagine this is also not terribly attractive.
Worse, every single quarantine marital scuffle we’ve had is linked, somehow, to my perception of my parents’ approval of my husband, too — which is really just about their approval of me...
A powerful and moving piece by Christen Madrazo. Photographed for The New York Times.
Parenting in Front of a Live Audience of In-laws
Micromanaging my husband, I realized how much I still craved my parents’ approval.