15+ Times an Unexpected Guest Turned an Ordinary Day Into a Scene Straight Out of a Movie


Family, money, gift—mix together, and you’re practically guaranteed a disaster. That’s what happened to a 19-year-old Reddit user who went online to ask a question that sounds simple but hit a nerve with thousands of people: Am I wrong for refusing to keep paying for a car my mom gifted me?
I, 19M, have been paying off a car loan from my mom, 40F, since I turned 16. She “gifted” me a new 2022, current-year Nissan Sentra for my birthday. I foolishly never asked how much she signed for because I had assumed that her financially knowledgeable boyfriend at the time would know what he was doing at the dealership. He did not.
The original MSRP for my car was capped at around $20,000. Out the door, they walked away with a $40,000 car loan. They put nothing down and had a 10% interest rate because my mom’s credit was bad and she had no job.
The payments every month were $510. I didn’t care because the original deal was that me and my mom’s boyfriend would split the monthly note. That lasted for all of 3 months until I was stuck paying the entire thing and have been since that day.
About a year ago, I went to the bank with my mom to try to transfer the loan from her name to mine, but since the interest would be recalculated and would add about $10,000 to the loan, we both agreed not to do it.
I moved out at 18 and live with a roommate, but bills have been tighter. My girlfriend’s mom suggested that I look for a new car that’s more in budget, and I found a used 2025 Corolla with 10k miles for $18k. A better car for less than what I would be paying off my current car.
I told my mom that I was planning to get a new car, and if she wanted to sell my current car, it would be her decision, and she lost it. Saying how it’s my responsibility and that it was a “gift” to me and how she “saved” me $10,000 by not transferring the loan.
The biggest elephant is that she’s freshly divorced and is looking for a job to support her two younger girls. I told her she could sell the car for about $14—15k, but she refuses and is demanding that I drain my savings to pay for a car that I never agreed to pay for, and ultimately was their terrible financial decision.
On one hand, I don’t feel like I owe her anything, and I never truly got along with my mom, so it is what it is. On the other hand, I feel guilty for kicking her while she’s down. I’m looking for unbiased opinions. Thank you.
Editorial’s take: There’s a detail here that a lot of people are glossing over: the car is legally hers. He could make every single payment for the next five years and still have zero ownership. From a purely practical standpoint, continuing to pay is like renting a car at premium prices with no contract protecting you.
Editorial’s take: This side raises an uncomfortable truth: he did drive the car for three years. He did benefit. But here’s the thing—a 16-year-old accepting a birthday gift from his parent isn’t the same as a grown adult co-signing a loan.
Expecting a child to understand the weight of a $40,000 financial commitment is unrealistic. The real question isn’t whether he benefited. It’s whether benefiting from a bad decision someone else made should lock you into paying for it forever.
This story isn’t really about a car. It’s about what happens when love, poverty, and poor financial literacy collide inside a family. The mom probably genuinely wanted to give her son something special. The boyfriend probably thought he was helping. And a 16-year-old had no reason to question any of it.
The question we’d love to hear your answer to: Should he walk away from the car and protect his own future—or bite the bullet and help his struggling mom? Drop your take in the comments below.
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