I don't think I came across as a complainer. I was not complaining and I was not looking for sympathy. I did not want to talk about my situation, I did not want her support, and I did not display any kind of emotion. I tried to get out of the conversation at every turn by sayiing, more than once, "I'd rather not talk about it." She was just so pushy, and kept bulldozing over me, that I ended up sharing a few facts to answer her questions (in a very un-emotional, matter of fact, manner). Then, I tried to shift to other topics as fast as possible. I realize that it was my fault that I gave in and answered her questions. I should have held firm to my boundaries, but I didn't. She caught me off guard and I gave in to her persistence. Next time, if someone pushes that hard, I won't give in.

No, I' not going to meet her. I'm not interested in going any further with someone who does not respect my boundaries and won't take no for an answer. She was rude to me and pushy, not just about this, but about other topics as well. She would ask me questions like a drill sargent on many topics and, as I was answering, she would start cutting me off and telling me I was wrong. That's not the kind of person I want to meet.

Certainly, I've dated people in the past who are not very good with emotions,and it is important to me to date someone who is a little bit more attuned in this area. However, this woman was an extreme example! No one has ever pushed me to answer questions about my family/childhood that early, nor have I ever volunteered that information myself until much later on. I mean, I don't have a problem telling someone that my family consists of only my dad and my sister-- but I never go further than that until several dates in. However, I don't view it as baggage. My "mom stuff" is in the past, and it's something I've processed in therapy. Sure, it may come up on rare occassions, but it isn't something I'm looking to process with my partner. It isn't something that I think about on a daily basis. I don't feel that I need "support" around it. It's just a series of facts about my family, and how I grew up. It's not a problem in the present. It only became a "problem" when this woman started saying rude things to me and telling me that I was "wrong" about my experience. My experience wasn't the problem; her reaction was. With someone else, if I disclosed this, they might say "oh, I see" and that would be the end of the conversation.