As my parents are getting old, I'm starting to feel concern about how I will cope when they've passed away because I'm going to feel a lot of conflicted emotions.
When I was a child, they never prioritised my feelings. I was expected to do things for the benefit of other people always at my own expense. Sometimes strangers. Then they wonder why I've grown up into someone who chooses bad partners.
Many years ago, I was hospitalised for a mental breakdown I had after my marriage failed. Instead of supporting me, my parents treated me like dirt. I really felt that they hated me and I felt very alone. I'm an only child and they would refuse to come and pick me up from hospital in a town far away when my doctor sent me home on weekend release. So my social worker would have to take me home.
In recent years, they have treated me better but there are a lot of things I won't ever forget. Like my mother telling me she didn't love my baby who I'd just given birth to. If I remind her of what she said, now, she's horrified about it. She says she can't have said it.
Anyway, now the tables have turned because they are both getting very old with health problems and they need me. I will help them as much as I can but I have told them that my children come first and I am not disrupting their schedules.