This is probably massively petty in the scheme of things, but it's playing on my mind...
I've lived in London for nearly five years now. I'm originally from the North East, so parents aren't exactly up the road.
In the past year there has been a massive tailing off in the number O times my mother calls me. I've mentioned it a few times (sometimes in tears) but nothing changes. For example...I went back home for a funeral five weeks ago, and I've spoken to her once since then (I rang her)
I know I'm a big girl and all that, but I feel really rejected that my own family never want to speak to me. They always say they are happy to see me when I go home, but I feel like they forget me the minute I walk out of the door.
It's probably pathetic of me to feel so sad about it, but I was wondering if anyone else can relate? (or give me a slap ??)