My parents ‘failed me’ in many ways and for a long time I found that very hard to deal with, in a sense my childhood has ‘screwed me up for life’…I’m talking manic depression, severe eating disorders and an inability to maintain more than very superficial relationships (although I’m incredibly blessed to have a wonderful, understanding husband!)…BUT…a year or two before my mom died, I all of a sudden had an insight: my parents HAD loved me, very, very much…they just had so many problems of their own, were so depressed themselves , had had no ‘help’ for their own problems , that considering their circumstances…they’d done the very best they could. Even if that ‘best’ was still neglect, emotional abuse and nowhere near ‘enough’. They had TRIED…That night I dreamt I was talking to my deceased father, and one thing stood out…he said ‘Anna, you were everything to me, I wished I could have been a better father to you’ and I replied ‘I know dad, I love you’…and after that I sat my mom down and said ‘Mom, I understand now-I’m no longer angry, I know you and dad tried your best’…and she cried for hours! She’d felt so guilty all these years, but hid behind the wall of ‘Let’s not talk about the past’.! Those last 2 years of her life we were very close, and now my bedside table has several photos of me and my parents when I was a baby, and I love looking at them…I forgave them, and I managed to see it from THEIR side. Now I’m a mom myself, and when I ‘fail’, I say sorry to my daughters. I want them to know that mommy is NOT perfect, but whatever I do, I do with their best interests at heart! And I love them!
Please, pray for your mom and try to see things in perspective…maybe she really didn’t know any better. And forgive her! For YOUR sake, as well as hers! As the saying goes ‘The past is another country’…move on!
Anna x