My mother always told me to not "spill" everything about myself to people, let alone men I find interesting. Or could potentially find interesting.
She told me that some things are better left unsaid. Or hidden. Or "concealed"
So after two failed serious relationships, which happened to take place one after the other, I found a man interesting. I thought well, let's try my mother's advice this time.
And boy was I wrong.
This could be the worst thing I have ever done to myself. One of my bigger mistakes, and definitely among my very few regrets.
So mothers are right when it comes to sensing things. But I am never taking my mum's advice ever again. But I also know better than to blame a parent for a mistake I have made. I should have known better.