They love you because you are such a kind, thoughtful mum who has guided them and helped them become the high-achieveing, well-rounded polite and delightful children that their teachers clearly recognise they are.
Everything in my life is about making them happy and never having them experience what I did. But in doing this I don't feel I address my own underlying sadness. I wish I could
You can and you must. Google local psychotherapists in your area, meet them or chat on the phone till you find one that you feel comfortable with and off you go. It's that simple, and it's that bloody impossible and terrifying!
All I could think of for a long time was my sadness at the crap way I'd been brought up, I thought I would drown in the injustice and heartbreak of it all. Therapy was amazing and while I still feel fucked up in lots of ways (hence my other thread!), I do feel as a mother than I can relax and enjoy my kids and not overcompensate for my own childhood.
One amazing thing that my therapist said to me towards the end - I was banging on about all the stuff (homemade and a huge amount of work but of course nothing but the best for my kids!!) I had to do for my dd's birthday party. My therapist said "I hope you're going to schedule a day off afterwards to recover." I laughed, she said, I'm serious, you need to recover from that level of effort or you'll burn out. I asked, what should I do? She suggested I spend the morning in bed with tea and my book.
I felt like an utter slattern, so she made it part of my therapy that every month or so I gave myself a day off; she also made me see that I needed to show my kids how to relax and switch off or the'd grown up with weird ideas about achieving and work/life balance and how to relax and all that good stuff.
I'll dig out some links, but I think the hardest part is what you've already done - recognising the problem, understanding what caused it and looking for some answers and ways to cope.
I am very cruel to myself. I don't want to be. But I don't know how to change. Today I want to stay in bed crying. But this I will never do. It's what my mum did. Instead I have batch cooked for the week, washed cleaned, read with the kids, exercised and had one on one time with each child.
YOU ARE NOT YOUR MUM!! GET INTO BED AND CRY IF YOU WANT OR READ OR STARE AT THE CEILING OR HAVE A WALK OR DO SOMETHING, ANYTHING, THAT IS JUST FOR YOU!!!