Long story short, my mother and I have only really had a relationship since I grew up and moved out. When I was growing up she was insufferable to live with, and I know it sounds ridiculous but I only really realise how awful she made me feel since she started offering me parenting advice (like Im going to take it from her).
As an example, when I was 19 I had a viral infection, that was so bad I ended up severely dehydrated and in hospital, the night I got it I was up all night (sorry this is a bit graphic), it was blowing out of every orifice, all night, and I was crying in pain with cramps.
My mother did nothing at all, but the next morning, as I was laying on my bed curled up crying in pain, the only thing she said to me that morning was that she was totally pissed off, I had kept her awake all fucking night and now she had to get up and go to fucking work. No, do you need anything, are you ok nothing.
Anyway, as I have got older my relationship with her has changed, and where she can still be a bit, well, volatile, things are generally good. She adores my DS and he loves her to bits (he is 3).
When he was a few months old we went to visit my family (we live about 150 miles away), and she completely flew off the handle massively overreacted because we didnt stay at her house for our whole stay.We tried to split the visit so that we could see everyone spent most of the time at my mums and the last night at my brothers - he lives a bit further out, so there would be no point visiting him from my mums, then driving all the way back to hers for the night to drive all the way back home, my brothers is sort of on the way back. Still with me?
Anyway, she does massively overreact at stuff and this was one of those times. When I arrived home, she called me and told me she had something to say to me and so she had wrote it down and I was to let her read it out. I just thought she would be massively (ridiculously) upset over what she saw was a snub, so I listened.
She basically listed every failing I have ever had as a daughter to her, trouble I got into when I was younger (not serious), how she was disappointed in me, everything. It was like the worlds worst 'This is Your Life".
Anyway, I was massively upset and this took a long time to get over.
Fast forward to Christmas last year (so about a year and a half later), we went to visit and went out for dinner. I had stupidly forgotten my hairbrush so I asked if I could borrow hers. She told me its in the set of drawers next to bed and to help myself.
When I opened the drawer, I pulled the hairbrush out, and there, underneath it, was the letter she wrote a year and a half ago.
I dont even know why, but it hurts that she would hang on to it. A letter she wrote to me, telling me how disappointed and angry she was/is with me (over something bloody ridiculous), listing every failing I have ever had. I am the only child she has that bothers to call her regularly, visit and i actually care about her/worry about her, why does she need to hang on to something so nasty and hurtful?
I know I should've said something at the time but I was just shocked and now every so often my mind wanders to it and I want to know, but I know asking would mean her flying off the handle again and telling me I shouldn't be snooping.