can anyone offer any perspective from a Mum point of view?
My mum loathes me. It's never really been clear why she blames me for eveerything that is wrong in life. I don't thik she ever bonded with me. It gets me down massively every time there is a new spewing-out of loathing.
She and my father have just sent me a nice Oxfam-type Christmas gift - funding for a mothers' group in Africa, called "Mother Knows Best". The greeting on the card is "We know what you think about mothers knowing best, but maybe one day you will be forced to grow up. In the meantime we hope your son appreciates you as much as you appreciate your mother."
i.e. we think you hate your mother and we hope your son hates you.
I know it's insane, and i'd like to rise above it, but am sitting at my desk in tears instead, asking strangeers for help.