Honestly I've had counselling and although that was effective whilst I was actively engaged, once it stopped, I was was back square one.
My mum has put men before me, chain smoked costing a fortune, yet couldn't afford food and clothes for me. If the men in her life wanted something, she'd bend over backwards getting them what they wanted even if it meant going into debt and asking me for a loan for tens of thousands of pounds.
One thing that sticks in my mind is when I was a young child I had pets. I loved animals and still do. Once I was an adult she told me that my hamsters who she kept in the shed, which was cruel anyway, she forgot about them and they starved to death. It's horrific stuff.
We moved house and she refused to let me take my beloved cat, instead leaving him behind saying the neighbours would look after him. I went back from him and walked round the streets calling his name but he didn't come. I found out soon after that he'd been killed by a car.
These examples haunt me and I blame myself.
My mum can't have loved me can she?
If I try and raise things with her she brings up things she has bought me and helped me do.
How do you get over the shortcomings of parents?