Posting about this for the first time and I have just started looking at 'Stately Homes' today. I will probably post in there in future but think I need some clarity before I dive in.
I've just been reading another thread here on 'relationships' called "How can I forgive my parents (especially my mum) so I can let go and move on. Life is too short!" and a lot of the comments made really resonated with me.
My 'relationship' with my parents from childhood is giving me some major pain - so much that I can't really articulate it at the moment - it would take so long so I'll drip feed it in for now. I had a major meltdown about it a couple of weeks ago that had me in floods of tears. My partner asked why I bother with them, if they have hurt me so much. In all honestly I could only say that it's out of obligation / expectation maybe. I think I've know deep down that the way my parents treated me wasn't actually normal and used to hurt very much when I saw my friends and the other girls in school with their mums and how different, alien almost, their relationships were to me.
I'm currently trying to distance myself and start by setting boundaries. The main problem I have right now is how to do this.
I live about an hour's drive from my parents and a few weeks ago they decided they were going to come down to see me. I'd already made arrangements that day so I'd said "that doesn't really work for me". On my way back home from where I was I get a text from mum to say they were 'in the area' (bollox they were viewing a house 45 mins drive away) so they were already in the house (they have a key). Same thing again this weekend just gone. It was my birthday on Sunday and again I'd made plans. Dad rang about 9am to say they were planning to visit around 2:30 that day. Both expressed surprise and disappointment that I wasn't available to them. Then mum says "oh well, we'll turn up anyway to drop off a card" and they do exactly that!!
The immediate situation sounds so trivial I can't believe I'm posting about it, but it's part of a so much bigger issue so please bear with me. Mum sounds so breezy and chatty but still expresses extreme disapproval at my behaviour quite regularly (I'm 44). However, her behaviour now is nothing compared with how it was in my later junior school years / teenager / 20s (I'll have to post about this later I can't deal with it now).
It's a very strong word but I almost think I hate her. I can't bear it when she tries to give me a hug (my father a little less so but it's still there). I actually cringe and want to pull away.
I hate myself for the way I feel. I hate how I have this burning resentment for how they f*cked up my childhood - and seemingly now my adult life too. I'm sick of being the dutiful daughter who seemed to be a constant source of disappointment to both her parents growing up and to a lesser extent still now.
I appreciate I'm an adult now and those were things that were happening in my childhood. But I need to kick back against and sort myself out but I hardly know where to start.
Thanks! 