Hi everyone,
Sorry for the long message, I need to explain a bit of background first.
I’m 43, and this starts with my mum many years ago who lost her mother when she was 8 years old to childbirth. My mum understandably never really got over this, her childhood wasn’t filled with much love which is incredibly sad. My dad is very avoidant, I don’t really understand his family life as he has never spoken of it. But he is very intelligent but avoidant of love and affection. My parents met when they were young and had my and my sister.
With such issues on both sides their relationship has always been turbulent. I won’t go into detail but at times it wasn’t pretty. My childhood was at times happy, we were lucky to have a fairly privileged life. But my parents relationship was always the problem. My mother being incredibly anxious/ claustrophobic because she feared losing us. My dad I think would have probably preferred not having a family. This sounds harsh and I know he loves me and sister and our children, but he just is wired differently and would have suited a life on his own.
When I was 8 and my sister 4, she got childhood epilepsy and had quite bad learning difficulties. My parents were naturally worried and ploughed all their energies into helping my sister.
Selfishly on my behalf this felt at times like I’d been abandoned. Me and my sister fought over my parents attention, my sister normally winning because she was younger and had epilepsy.
What happened was when I became a young adult, I pretty much disappeared from my families life. It was easier, I left a fairly toxic environment. Constant arguing between my parents and me and my sister. It was easier to leave, build a life with my boyfriend and cut them out. I did this for most of my 20’s/early 30’s.
My mum and sister were and still are incredibly close which made things even worse for me. My mum most definitely favoured my sister because she saw her as the less argumentative one.
When my sister got into her mid twenties, my sister was given one of my parents rental houses and they retired to France. My parents worried about my sister not being able to live on her salary so ‘helped’ her out. I lived in London with my boyfriend building up a life based on our own merit. Yes we were higher earners but still the situation was very unfair. I didn’t make a fuss of it until now. My sister met and married her husband who moved into her house.
All my relationships have been turbulent because I based them on my parents relationship. I’ve only worked that out recently. I became a single parent and my parents have been great. It brought us together again which was lovely, I moved back home for a couple of years. Equity was pulled out of my sisters house so I could buy a property for me and my daughter (it’s still very unbalanced though). But still there are a hell of a lot of underlying issues between me and my sister, jealousy and anger. I also feel a lot of anger towards my parents for not getting any therapy and for feeling rejected as a child.
It sounds crazy I know, but what happened to me as a child as followed me into being an adult.
Having my daughter has been a turning point for me. It’s forced me to address what happened to me as a child, I’ve seen a therapist and gone as far as I can really with that. It’s my sister and mum and dad that really need the help.
Family gatherings are a nightmare because of the past. I dread them.
My mums anxiety is a nightmare at times. She’s fine at home, but if we go out she shouts at my daughter if she goes out of sight. Her fear suffocating.
There is a part of me which would happily move abroad and start again with my DD. For me life is easier away from my family. My my dad has dementia and I want to be there for my mum and dad. But the dynamic is toxic and hard to be around. I got from being happy and depressed and unhappy in a heartbeat.
If it’s just me, my DD and my parents it’s ok but through into the mix my sister and her husband and son and then it’s a nightmare.
I love my parents and my sister dearly. They have all helped me when I have struggled as a single parent, but the pain of the past is still there.
My parents have hardly any friends, they never really have done. Which makes it worse as I feel they rely on seeing us.
I don’t know what to do, this situation is making me and everyone else unhappy.