“My dad dated my aunt first. He proposed and she turn him down saying she was too young (18). Six months later my mom and him got married.
My mom was freshly divorced from a physically abusive man and had two young boys to take care of so I think that had a lot to do with her motivation. My dad had a good job and has always had a thing for her, just dated the sister as a second best, he said. Sad but they were married for 25 years before he passed.
However, I was raised believing my aunt was a drug addicted prostitute. My mom hated her because of an incident where my aunt tried to win him back…by stripping and sitting on his lap…at my 1st birthday. The whole situation was a family secret till I was older.”
Another person shared a similar story where his dad was dating his aunt, before his mother ended up marrying him. They seem to be on good terms though.
“My parents, My mom at 15 told her sister who was dating my dad at the time (3yr age difference) that she was going to marry my dad. My aunt laughed and said it’s a girl crush. A few years later my aunt and dad had broken up. Mom and dad are both attending the same college had a few classes together. She knew who he was, she seemed vaguely familiar to him. Eventually they started to date, and get married after dating for 5 years. Mom’s family loved him. Aunt and mom are still great friends and talk have always joked about it. As an adult I asked my aunt the last time I saw her (a few months ago) she said she always knew my mom was right when she saw them interact the first time after they (she and my dad) broke up. My parents have been married since the 70s. Still act like teenagers. I think my aunt was the vessel that brought them together.”
Another person spotted that the thread described his family perfectly.
“Here I was, just casually reading some of these messed-up comments, before I realized this situation describes my own family. Well.
My parents met when my mother was going to law school in the United States on a scholarship. My father, as far as I can tell, was making most of his income dealing drugs. I always see their marriage as one of convenience – she wanted a green card, he wanted a lawyer. (And some clean income didn’t hurt either.)
Fast forward ten years, they have three kids together, but fight constantly. My mother basically had two priorities – her children, and her career. She made that work, but there wasn’t much time left for the luxury life my father seemed to want. Since both of my parents weren’t around that much, my mother’s younger sister – who rebelled against the family’s ideas of studying finance, and pursued a career in music instead – would spend her summers in the US, taking care of me and my younger siblings. And things were going well for her, too – she had a mysterious lover who would take her on lavish trips around the world, and shower her with gifts.
Spoiler alert, it was my dad. When my mother found out she filed for divorce and moved back to Europe. My father and my aunt ended up marrying and having two kids of their own, who are now both my half-siblings and my cousins. My mother and father hate each other passionately to this day, and only see each other in court for the legal battle that has been going on for over twenty years now. Weirdly enough, I still think it turned out for the best – both my parents are much happier than they ever were when they were together.”