When I see/speak to/think about my mum I feel.....

[MagdalenaArches]

Fill in the blank with whatever comes to mind.

In my case, fear and dread.

Sad that she's died but relieved she's not ill anymore

She's dead now, but I felt dread when she was alive. Now when I think of her I feel relief.

Loved. Seen. Encouraged. The only person who has truly unconditional love for me.
Occasionally a bit irritated!

Incredibly stressed and desperate to get away.⁹

Nostalgic.

Our relationship had its moments, but I’m incredibly grateful for the upbringing I had.

I miss her.

Gutted that she’s not here. 8 months ago today she died. Will it ever get easier?

I agree with the jealousy.

When I think of my mom I feel genuinely sad that I have never experienced that concept of a “mother’s love” and how special it is supposed to be.

There’s something very hurtful at knowing my mother never had those feelings towards me ☹️ I have to just keep reminding myself that our dysfunctional relationship was due to an issue with her and not because I wasn’t worthy of being loved. I still feel sad that I never had that type of love from my mum though.

Annoyed, resentful and hurt.

Angry and sad.

Guilt as we all moved away from her just due to cost of the area and she deserves to have everyone around her as she was a legend for us (and still is!)

Relieved she's dead. Otherwise I'd be looking at the clock and trying to calculate how likely she'd be to be drunk or off her face on codeine or librium, and whether she'd actually remember the conversation afterwards, and how nasty was she going to be this time.

Grateful for the love and encouragement she gave. Admiration that she was always herself and not trying to fit into someone else's expectation. She always said what she thought and had very strong beliefs. She was a great role model. I also feel a bit guilty that I wasn't a bit nicer to her sometimes - we had a good relationship but I did get irritated by her slightly abrasive character sometimes.

I miss her and notice her legacy in myself, my siblings and my DC every day, no exaggeration.

Caution. On guard.

I am very sorry.

Relief that I haven't seen or spoken to her in over a decade.
finally free

Still, after 34 years, grief.

Safe, loved, happy, supported. I know how lucky I am. I’m the woman I am largely because she’s the woman she is.

Heartbroken 💔

Very sad to see the slight majority, it looks like, feel such negative feelings towards their mothers. I’m no different really. I feel a mixture of resentment, guilt, and sympathy. The fact that so many people feel negatively makes me worry that my dd will feel similarly about me when she grows up, even though I’m doing everything I can to be a good mother. I’m sure a lot of these mothers thought they were being good parents when their kids were young too. Just goes to show you have no real control over how your child’s gonna feel about you when they grow up. And no matter what you do you’re probably going to fuck them up in some way 😬

Deep sadness and dread because my lovely mum is in advanced Alzheimer's and I cry every day for her and although I visit her most days I absolutely dread seeing what this evil disease has done to the most loving person I have known.

I don't mean you in particular, but I expect many of us who think we are far better parents than our parents are in for a rude shock. Obviously I don't mean people with abusive, alcoholic mums

I've had two mum's; the first left me when I was a few weeks old so when I think of her I feel and anger and frustration.

My other mum who brought me up was a saint in comparison and is always there for a chat which is lovely so I feel blessed.

Regretful.
She died 6 years ago & should of stood up to people around her more

Nothing.

Overwhelming grief