Just reading the thread about adult children paying rent whilst living at home and it’s brought it all back how crap my childhood and parents were.
I was fed and clothed but that was about it, there was no love or warmth shown, no interest in my education, no interest at all really. Still the same now as an adult. I have a clear memory of my mother standing at the bottom of the stairs screaming about my “rent”. I was 22 in my first job, not paid a great deal of money, huge student debts, a 3 hour commute to work so expensive train fares & she wanted to take money off me. She didn’t charge my 2 brothers rent of course, just me.
How can you ever forgive stuff like that and should you?