I am so sorry that happened, Amelia. I had something similar happen when I invited my favorite law professor to a graduation lunch that my parents gave for me. I said something afterward about how well it had gone despite my fears. He asked what I meant and I took what was for me a huge risk and told him that my parents had been incredibly abusive to me growing up. He said that he found that really hard to believe because I was so stable and emotionally healthy and he had met them and it seemed clear to him that they really loved me and were really proud of me. He said it couldn't have been that bad or really abusive. I told him he could believe me or not and I walked away. We had been fairly close before that -- he had invited me to dinner at his house with his wife and kids a couple of times, my H and I had Passover with their family, etc. I barely spoke to him again after that incident. Even now, I feel a little sick to my stomach knowing that he did not believe me.