I lost mine in primary school. I would say the biggest impact has been:
Underlying sense of loneliness
shame and embarrassment of being different growing up
Never asking other for help as I have a morbid fear of being a burden - related to the feelings of shame (it makes people feel awkward when you announce you have a dead mum)
Lack of female role model leading to me feeling very “masculine” in my energy
Lack of understanding of who I am, where my traits come from. Lack of connection to my past, my lineage (hard to explain)
and since having my own DC, an abject fear of leaving them without me, that they should know the pain of grief before adulthood.
I never knew that losing a parent in childhood is considered a childhood trauma, she was here one day and gone the next, no one thought to help me cope, we just “got on with it”.
I wish I’d looked after my memories of her more carefully, I am angry that no one told me I’d forget them, otherwise I’d have kept some of her things, written down my memories, talked to her friends. I don’t have anything other than very few photos and the fact I look like her now I am the age she died.
Losing my mum also made me so resilient, so adverse to bullshit, I don’t sweat the small stuff and I never have. It made me tougher, deeper and more aware of life than most.
i could weep for the girl I was and my heart breaks for my mum, to go so young. It’s a very painful road to be on.