Im actually heartbroken and feel like a failure. I'm asking for you to keep me see straight on this. My youngest has been vocally harsh over our parenting keeps pointing out all our failings as parents. I keep asking myself where did i go wrong? What could I have done differently? It really hurts. I don't want to let her down and am listening to her there is part of me that thinks I may be pandering to a spoiled girl.
I've 3 children/young adults. My youngest is 17 and mid A-Levels so very stressed and tired. She has been saying she is depressed and needs therapy because of how hard and traumatic her life has been.
We were not 100% perfect parents, but we were not terrible. I was a SAHM and their Dad provided for most of their needs - they were comfortable and in a safe pretty village. No money worries, holidays, comfort. I have cared for their physical and material needs and been there for their mental support as best I could. Ive supported them with late night talks about their worries and concerns. Helped them with school work and friend and relationship problems. We have taken them to weekend sports, after school clubs. Picked them up from parties or held parties at home for them, with sleepovers and holidays included friends. Basically I was very hands on 24/7 and my husband was at weekends, when not at work. Very '1970s' traditional family setup.
My husband had a dreadful start in life with extreme poverty and a violent father and absent mother. I had divorced parents and it was something we neither of us wanted our children to face. We have done all we can to give them a stable home life. He has worked so hard to pull himself out of his beginnings and done all he could to give his children and family a stable and loving start.
However, through nobodys fault, our eldest has learning needs and had huge meltdowns daily, when he reached puberty he was also violent. It was tough for everyone; sometimes I coped well, sometimes I did not. I'm human. Eventually we had to call 999 on him. When he got to 17 he went into residential schooling until he was 19, this was to protect the younger 2 children as much as anything. Although we are all still in touch and see each other regularly, he didn't come home after 19 because he didnt want to live with house rules (like no swearing or hitting). TBH that was a relif as our family home has been a lot calmer without his behaviour. That was 5 years ago.
My husband had cancer 7 years ago and this was also a terrible time for all of us. But again, it's nobody's fault. But it definitely affected our family life with the stress and uncertainty.
What I'm trying to say is we faced some tough times and got through as best we could, and i had hoped their lives were cushioned by all the positive things we did. Yet I'm being told on a regular basis that she had a dreadful childhood. I feel like I'm being gas lit.
Surely no parent can give an Enid Blyton utopia childhood, but we tried so hard and sacrificed so much for them. I feel like a whipping boy. I am so hurt and am now wondering if I have spoiled her and her attitude is all part of that. However, I don't want to ignore any mental health or depression either. AIBU in my feelings over this?