Home Home After meeting my daughters, every man I dated would leave me. So, I brought home a “fake” boyfriend to understand why. It took me three short relationships to realize what was really happening. Each time, it was the same story: we’d have a great time together, everything would go smoothly, then I’d introduce my boyfriend to my daughters, and—boom! He’d leave almost immediately. They already knew I had daughters, so it shouldn’t have been a surprise. I tried to find out what went wrong, but each one of them ignored my questions. After the third breakup, I decided to ask a coworker for help. I invited him over for dinner and introduced him to my daughters as my new boyfriend. During dinner, I made sure to leave the room often, giving my friend plenty of time to interact with the girls. When I returned, he looked paler than usual and was gripping his fork with visible nervousness. The next morning, I asked him what had happened. He pulled me aside and confessed, “Look, I don’t know how to tell you this, but your daughters are…” 👇 Continuation in the first comment 👇

After meeting my daughters, every man I dated would leave me. So, I brought home a “fake” boyfriend to understand why. It took me three short relationships to realize what was really happening. Each time, it was the same story: we’d have a great time together, everything would go smoothly, then I’d introduce my boyfriend to my daughters, and—boom! He’d leave almost immediately. They already knew I had daughters, so it shouldn’t have been a surprise. I tried to find out what went wrong, but each one of them ignored my questions. After the third breakup, I decided to ask a coworker for help. I invited him over for dinner and introduced him to my daughters as my new boyfriend. During dinner, I made sure to leave the room often, giving my friend plenty of time to interact with the girls. When I returned, he looked paler than usual and was gripping his fork with visible nervousness. The next morning, I asked him what had happened. He pulled me aside and confessed, “Look, I don’t know how to tell you this, but your daughters are…” 👇 Continuation in the first comment 👇

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After multiple failed relationships, I realized my daughters’ intense questioning ofmy boyfriends might be the issue. They grilled each man on his intentions, finances,

and past, making them uncomfortable. After my third breakup, a coworker confirmed that meeting them felt like a job interview.It finally clicked: my daughters were unintentionally scaring off my dates. I had an

honest conversation with them, expressing appreciation for their protectiveness butasking for trust in my decisions. They admitted their fear of me getting hurt and agreed to ease up.

Months later, when I met someone new, they accepted him—though I knew they were still keeping a watchful eye, just in case. Read more below

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