My mum was a difficult person throughout my teens. She loved me, but also resented me. The family lore is that I was an impossibly difficult teen. I've believed that for years, but now I have teens of my own I want to travel back in time and give 15yr old me a hug. Poor kid. She was stupid and insecure, she had absolutely no adult support in her life and no idea about anything.
At 16 I was living in a bedsit in a town where I knew no-one, failing at school, mismanaging my meagre funds, sleeping with absolutely anyone who'd have me and living on packet Smash.
I am now in my 40s and doing fine. Nice husband, wonderful kids, safe, warm house, food in the fridge. My home is clean and calm and no one gets drunk or throws things. My teens leave the house in good time for the bus, in the right uniform and with a packed lunch in their backpacks. I live a long-distance flight from my parents. I see them every 5-6 years and speak to them every 6 weeks or so.
But I'm angry. And they have no idea that I'm angry and would be bewildered if I told them.
There's this weird imbalance where I seethe and ruminate and go through agonies trying to work out how I feel about it all - meanwhile they message to say "everything alright? Haven't heard from you in a while!" They are completely oblivious. They're not going to change now, or acknowledge any wrongdoing on their part. And tbh they probably did their best. Their best wasn't very good but I'm not sure they were capable of any more. So - did they even do anything wrong? Not really.
Do I just let it all go? That would be the healthy option. How?
Do I speak to a therapist? Obviously there's much more to unpack than I put in this post. Would that be useful? Or is it better to just own it and move on? I do know that who I am at 40 is my own responsibility and I can't blame my parents forever. I don't blame them. I am still hurt though.