I have been watching this thread for a bit and decided to join under a new name, as I think I could benefit from some of the discussions going on here.
As an intro, my main issues revolve around my mum fundamentally disliking me, her being ashamed about this and trying to paper it over with very saccharine declarations & gestures peppered with horrible outbursts and behaviour. This finally came home to me after I became a Mum some years ago when I suffered major PND and began to seek therapy and medical help (against the advice of Mum who has always been suspicious of any intervention). I realised that I had absolutely no idea how to parent this baby in the loving way that I wanted to. This went way beyond not knowing how to do practical things like nappy changing etc - I'm talking things like believing the baby disliked me just days old. It felt like learning to drive using only a manual, without ever having been shown what to do by a driver (hence my username for this thread).
Thanks to a lot of hard work from me I am able to name my feelings and trust them finally. We had a big bust-up a few years ago during which Mum's true feelings towards me came out and I came very close to finally putting her out of my life completely. She was devastated afterwards and pleaded with me regularly to forget it, with drunken sobbing and pulling at my clothes on bended knee, etc. I have a lot of pity for Mum but also have to recognise that it is no longer my role to reassure her about her parenting by co-operating in the pretence of happy family. The best I can do is to forgive and try to move forwards. I can offer her respectful and in touch, but nothing more.
I won't be posting too many details about myself or family as Mum has a history of trying to gain closeness not by talking to me, but by invading my privacy. She regularly read my diary as a teenager, went through drawers and bags, walked in on me at intimate moments (e.g. trying to use tampons), listened in to phone calls. Every time she visits my house I can't leave her alone as she's straight into the paperwork and medicine cabinet checking things out. This has extended to the internet, so I have to be really careful. Sorry if I sometimes hold back a bit or appear vague - this is why.
I tried posting a couple of things with more detail in "AIBU?" once, but people are largely incredulous that any family could be that thick-skinned or insensitive, and that I must be over-reacting. That if a family was REALLY that bad, then you shold really ditch them (because it is that easy, right?) Well, I think many of you here will understand that actually yes, families can be that crap and it can be that deep-rooted and at times unsolvable. I was grateful though for the honest responses. A favourite tactic in the family is to be cruel, to tease, isolate, undermine, misrepresent and belittle in a million tiny ways, none of which can actually be held up as outright cruelty, and then when the "victim" challenges this, to call that person paranoid, oversensitive, or silly. There was some physical violence in my childhood, but what hurt more was what I once heard described as "abused by an eyebrow" - the sneering and sniggering at me, the not believing me when I was hurt, hungry or ill, the constant suspicion and thinking the worst of my motives (particularly with regard to younger siblings, who had a not perfect but slightly easier ride through childhood than me). I was in fact a model child, teenager and young adult, never in trouble, never saying the wrong thing, never so much as asking for anything material or emotional that I needed - in fact going very far out of my way not to be any trouble - which I now recognise as being deeply unhealthy. All my life I have had the deep knowledge that my Mum has not been able to cope with me, and I am now at a point where I realise that this came from her, and not from me. When my own children throw a temper tantrum, or say something outrageous, a part of me thinks "Great! They're not afraid of behaving badly in front of me - I am a safe person to show more difficult feelings to."
So - I hope to come here to vent vaguely, and maybe offer support to others, too. I am very interested in how cycles of cruelty pass through generations, how they can perpetuate themselves and what can be done to break such patterns. More than anything I want to be a good, honest and loving parent to my children, although it can be hard when you have little idea of what that looks like.