Thank you all for taking the time to reply, I really didn't know where I was going with this especially with it being such a distant memory and having never shared with a single sole my feelings/thoughts.
My childhood post the death of my mum was not one of physical abuse and I do not hold any grudges against anyone. My dad was an old school type of dad where contact was minimal unless I had done something wrong but he did take the time to teach me how a gentleman should treat a lady.
My dad remarried within a short space of time to a lady who had a couple of older children than me (they were good with me). this meant the family home was stripped of any reminders of my mum and her name was never mentioned again..... I didn't even see a picture of my mum until I was in my twenties and my only single memory of her was sitting on the end of her bed and watching her remove her hair (I now know she was having chemotherapy and it was a wig).
The step mum loved her own children but had zero interest in me, no support or hugs, simply clean clothes and an evening meal. (more than some got, i know)
I grew up with plenty of school friends feeling like a normal kid, but looking back now having the feelings that I was on my own if that makes sense?. I left home at 15.... just went out one day and never went back. I spent the next few years living here there and everywhere, doing anything to survive really including getting in plenty of trouble with the local village police.
Skipping a few years now into my late twenties I had met a girl (all very casual) and had started my own business which i was about to put my life and sole into, 7 days a week for the next 20 years...... nothing else mattered to me other than being able to have a home no one could take away from me, I think this came from not having somewhere to call home for a good portion of my teenage years.
My casual on off relationship which was off at the time resulted in a phone call informing me she was pregnant. I was in all honesty not someone who could look after myself correctly and the thought of children did not interest me at all, I was all about me versus the world alone.
After a couple of days dealing with the news I made the decision to stand by the lady and we would give things another go given we hadn't had a falling out, it was just not a very serious relationship (I didn't even know what one was).
The next 20 years went by and another child arrived, I was working all hours still out of fear of failing and being taken back to the days when I didn't have a home. My relationship felt like one of convenience rather than love and happiness and my relationship with the children looking back now was just making sure they had everything they needed materially rather than being a loving dad.
The relationship ran its course and the children have become young adults any parent would be proud of. I still talk with the ex and there is no bad feelings at all, looking back now I don't know how she put up with me for as long as she did. I wasn't a drinker or gambler, had no interest in other women, not violent or verbally aggressive, but emotionally empty.
The issues I can see now in myself are....
I feel awkward showing emotions even to my own children. uncomfortable even giving them a hug.
People/Friends only get one chance with me and I cut them out of my life at the drop of a hat even for minor things.
I don't feel like I have a single true friend in this world (yes my social media is full of them, but I mean true friends)
I do not look forward or excited about things most people would.
I don't think I am capable of loving anyone, friends, family, partner.
I cant communicate feelings to anyone, it makes me feel uncomfortable even trying (hence I am here hiding behind a screen)
So why did I make this post.... I am not looking for people to give me a hug or call me cold hearted or emotionally dead. I wanted to see if its just me and was my life mapped out when I lost my mum? or can I fix these issues? I also hope this may help any family who suffers the loss of a parent, especially a mother.