I just want to write out my experiences mostly for my own benefit, you don't have to read it or comment.
I was raised by a mother and father that were both unable to show any emotion or love and I took me until aged 50 to realise why my life turned out to be such a disaster. I remember when I was around 4 or 5 seeing other kids in the park playing with their parents and I tried to get them to do it but they were very reluctant, like other stories I've heard my parents were ideal on paper, in fact they had books on how to raise kids but in practice something vital was missing, I always felt no bond to either my parents or brother, he went to a special academy because he was a genius in maths, science and computers and I want to a comprehensive school where the teachers decided who was worth it and abandoned the rest, in the later years of school I never even did any work and bunked off for long periods, my dad blamed me for not being as clever as my brother and said " I just wasn't trying hard enough", in fact I probably have an issue with numbers like dyslexia and my role in life is in manual work. My brother is very clever but emotionless like Mr Spock.
So I soon became unable to form any relationships though I had some good friends at school the day I left I never spoke to them again. I've never had any long term friends since then and no relationships with anybody. Around aged 20 I started to get depression and by 25 was in hospital because of it, from then until 50 the same living alone, two careers given up on and in and out of mental health treatment which has been a horrible experience of incompetent staff, hostile and heartless treatment and i never got anything that was ever promised .
I realised about my parents emotional neglect when my dad died of cancer and I found out my mum had left him in a bad state because she didn't want the neighbours to see an ambulance outside ! when he died she was more concerned about the neighbours seeing the undertaker than my dad. That was a big shock to me and I realised this wasn't normal. I got her a dog to keep her company but she never cared for it, didn't take it out or play with it. She developed dementia and we moved her to a home near my brother, I've never visited her and never been asked to, I'm guessing she has forgotten I exist.
A year ago I stopped trying to work and moved to a rural location for just peace and quiet , I take my meds, I have refused to allow my GP to refer me to the NHS mental health services ever again, i sleep a lot, potter in the garden, and make one shopping trip a week, I am now reasonably content and have had no serious episodes of depression, I have accepted that i will never have any kind of relationship with anybody and I just have to make the best of the rest of my life alone.