My mum and I have always had a rocky relationship. When I was a child she was emotionally distant and had a bad temper. I can't remember ever being cuddled, only being told off. She was (and still is) very house proud and I was very clumsy. I still remember the utter dread and fear that I felt whenever I spilled or broke something. She hated it when I cried and would shout at me to stop crying and tell me my tears had no affect on her (one of these incidents is the first thing I remember). When I got a bit older she would sometimes slap me in the face and I remember the sheer anger in her eyes and how scared I felt.
Now that I have my own daughter I have remembered more of my childhood and realised just how dysfunctional our relationship was and I am angry. I want her to explain or at least recognise that her behaviour was less than ideal.
Recently I have brought up a couple of incidents from my childhood and she has completely denied they happened. She hates confrontation and if I push the issue she will burst into tears and leave the room. She cannot handle any strong emotion at all and will cry at the drop of a hat. She will say hurtful things or snap and then go off in a sulk. The next day she will say "I'm sorry about last night, I was tired, let's move on shall we?" and refuse to discuss it. If I press for reasons why she snapped she will cry again. Rinse and repeat.
I talked to my younger sister recently about my feelings and she was shocked - she remembers a happy childhood. I think mum might've had (undiagnosed) PND with me and maybe that coloured her relationship with me. My sister refuses to believe my version of events and won't talk about it anymore.
Mum and I get along a bit better now but she finds it difficult to express herself or deal with any conflict. Last time I went to stay with her (and my dad, who is lovely but tiptoes around her) I put my shoes in the 'wrong' place and she walked into the bedroom where I was feeding 5 month old DD and threw the shoes at me aggressively (they missed). When I protested she told me that they were in the wrong place. I asked her if she would've treated her friend X like that she made an exasperated noise, rolled her eyes and walked away. I felt like that irritating child who used to spill drinks on the carpet.
I am a happy, confident adult now with normal relationships but I can't seem to get past this. I want to ask her questions about my childhood but how can I when she denies everything?
So sorry this is long. I would love to hear from anyone who has a similar relationship with a parent and how they addressed the thorny issue of a past which one party is reluctant to visit.