I need help understanding the situation with parents. I’ve moved past the angry and hurt stage and now just want help understating what I've done wrong and how we can move forward. I have all this stuff swirling around my head and I don’t want to drip-feed so it’s a long one!
My parents worked hard all their lives, started their own business and retired early (about 25 years ago). They are financially comfortable and in good health. Growing up, I made sure to meet their expectations to do well at school & uni, good job etc. By nature, I was a very biddable, people-pleasing child and I became adept at altering my behaviour based on “looks” from my DM. DF gave me the silent treatment on the rare occasions I stepped out of line (eg, a few 6th form parties, or getting home late – fairly tame compared to what was on offer to me in the big northern city where I grew up😉) . Looking back, it seems a bit Dickensian; I knew my role was to be the ‘good girl’ behaviour and keep churning out the achievements that were expected of me. Feelings were never discussed, they never said they loved me, confrontation was avoided (except to tell me off) and negative emotions were swept under a rug. Thankfully, the relationship I have with my DH and DS (13) is very, very different.
About 10 years ago, myself, DH and DS (now 13) moved to part of the UK that’s a short, cheap flight from DPs. We moved for better job opportunities, DS education and standard of living and we love living here. Before that, we lived about an hour from them and they visited every couple of weeks for 2-3 hours; they weren't super-close with my DS but had nice contact with him. To give context, DPs moved away from their families early in their married life and another big move on retirement so they’ve done similar themselves. Growing up, they rarely took us to visited my grandparents.
Since the move, my DPs have visited twice in 10 years. I’ve gone back over those visits a million times and find nothing that could have offended or upset them (I am hyper-vigilant to this given my upbringing). I kept on inviting them but there was always a reason why this wasn’t possible or convenient for them (Covid, a foreign holiday, health appointment, house move, too busy etc). All valid reasons but, over time, showing a general lack of motivation to visit us.
During this time, they frequently visited my sister and her family. The journey time and expense is about the same (although by train). I have a good relationship with my sister but my parents different treatment was hurtful (especially to my DS who knows how often they visit his cousins). For a long time, I tied myself in knots trying to understand this difference.
About 2 years ago, I had to find a way to move past this. I wrote to my DPs saying I was hurt and asking them to help me understand and resolve things. Now, I know a letter isn’t the best way to communicate these feelings but it honestly feels like the only way I can express myself to them and be “heard”. We never discuss feelings and I simply lack the tools to initiate this type of conversation with them (I communicate well with others in my life). I also said that I would stop asking them to visit but they were welcome any time. I’ve since repeated this open invitation. They have never acknowledged my letter (I know it was received though). Over time, I just accepted that if we are to have a relationship, the onus is on me to travel to them. I haven’t waited to be invited; I have proactively asked if dates suited and I've visited man times with DS, DH and alone. I should also add that they never call me or DS, nor ask to speak to him; that’s on me too.
About 1 year ago, my DM told me – out of the blue – that DF said I wasn’t welcome at their home when visiting England. DM was upset and said it’s because DF is angry we moved away, taking their grandson. I comforted her and said maybe it was a breakthrough and the first step to resolving things for a better relationship. DM and I discussed the situation once more before she reverted to usual behaviour, saying I just had to stop raking over old ground and, basically, get over myself. I felt gas-lit by this.
I wrote another letter, expressing how I respected DF’s wishes not to visit them but was very hurt; DS and myself don’t deserve that treatment. Whether or not they agree with my move, it was a good decision and it’s sad for all of us that we don’t participate in each other’s lives. I also said I couldn’t square their reasoning (hurt at missing DS) with their actions (not visiting us and now saying we aren’t to visit them). How were they intending to have a relationship with their much-missed grandson? The letter went unacknowledged.
Things gradually returned to some version of normal over the next few months. Mainly because (as instructed!) I quashed my feelings and swept it under the rug.
This summer, I gave things one more try. I said DS and I would like to visit them and we agreed dates etc. On the visit, there were a few times DM was a bit nasty to DS and, on our last evening, DM shouted at DS to “shut up” and stop asking questions about the TV news. I apologised but said I encourage DS to understand the news and world around him. She didn’t like the push-back and things became heated. DM said we’d overstayed our welcome and that I always “stirred up some vicious nastiness” on my visits (I have since genuinely reflected on this accusation and I honestly can’t think of a single incident to warrant this). I mentioned the letters and DF said they were just me moaning about stuff as usual.
DS and I packed our things and left. I haven’t seen or heard from them since (about 6 weeks). I’m left with the feeling that they just don’t even like me. I'm also angry about the way they've treated DS.
I honestly don’t know what to do about this situation. I’m in disbelief that our relationship has deteriorated to this. I feel that I’ve extended enough olive branches and the onus is now on them to initiate contact. Especially as, this time, they were mean to my DS, not just me. But I know they are capable of sulking for years because, during my childhood, my they didn’t speak to DF's sister for 10 years when she wouldn’t lend them money to set up their business.
I would honestly welcome any input and perspective. I’m also willing to acknowledge any responsibility on my part to improve things. But please be gentle – on the outside I’m a grown-ass woman but on the inside I’m a little girl whose parents have rejected her.