My mother neglected us. We were taken into care. We were barely spoken to, other than to be told what a nuisance we were. She never attended a school play, parents evening, sports day. She has never told us that she’s proud of us, or said “Well done”.
As an adult she has been no better. I asked for her help once, when I was trapped in an extremely abusive, coercive marriage and I’d been violently anally raped. She sided with my ex, said I was telling lies and had me put in a psychiatric unit. Even when the truth came out years later (one professional said it was the worst case of coercive control they’d ever seen) she refused to apologise.
I almost died after surgery last year. I was in hospital for a month and she didn’t bother to visit me, even though she regularly visits her friends in the same local hospital. She never asks after me, or my DCs. She just isn’t interested in our lives.
She should never have had children. She lacks the tools and personality traits needed to be a mother. But I recognise that she is damaged and I have compassion for her. I visit her regularly and make sure her physical needs are met, but our relationship is on a very superficial level. There is no way I could send her a card that has passages in verse like “You’re always there for me”, “you give the best advice”, or “your love holds our family together”. She would know that I would be taking the piss.
I don’t claim to be a perfect mother, but I am a million times better than her because I’ve striven my whole adult life to not be like her. My DCs are my world and they know every single day how loved they are, how wonderful they are, and how proud of them I am.