regrets

I'm 30, I lost my mum a few weeks ago.

I loved my mum, she was an incredibly vibrant person and a big personality.

My mum had always been involved with my life, and always alive and interested in the world. We liked a lot of the same things, were both creative and both loved writing and poetry.

My mum was quite an extrovert, and me more of an introvert. I always felt as a young person that I struggled to find my own identity, that I wasn't sure who I was and so I have always been attracted to travelling. Our family have been through a lot of crisis and loss, and so I always feel like I have never truely found myself, or felt detached enough to be able to forge my own way.

The last years I have lived away from home, and tried to create more bounderies between my mum and me, not because I did not love her, but because I felt I needed space to grow. I often felt irratible with her, that she couldnt let me go, and I often found her emotions overpowering. I have been pushing her away from a lot of parts of my life these last years, wanting to claim things as my own. Though we have always been close, I often acted cold towards her, or felt irritbale when we were together.

My Mum was diagnosed with cancer last year, and we had been in touch much more regularly, A few months ago I moved home to be with her after her cancer progressed. I was with her everyday for fourth months until she passed away and sat beside her all night the night she died.

I am in overwhleming grief, and I cant shake my regret of how I acted, how I pushed her away these last years. How I wish we had been able to have a closer adult relationship that was more emotionally mature and honest. I feel so bad for all the times I must have hurt her by being cold or dismissive. I wish so much I could speak to her about why I was being this way, wish so much we could have understood each other better. I wish so much I had celebrated how wonderful she was while she was living, and apprecaited her and all the things she was, all the things she did for me through the years. I know it's useless to think this way but it hurts so much. 

  • Hi love, I'm so sorry to hear about your mum.  Mum's love their Daughters no matter what, mine are 43 and 48 so I know about daughters.  My eldest one has been like you, pushing me away at times, starting arguments when there was nothing to argue about but did it stop me loving her, No!  We all take our own path and regrets get you nowhere, so know that no matter how you acted, Mum loved you unconditionally.  Don't feel sad for how you acted, it was your way of growing up, Mum knew that.  Just remember the good times and choose a lovely photo of her and frame it, talk to her through this photo and clear your black thoughts.  You're grieving and that's only natural.  Take care, Carol x 

  • hi [@thefool]‍ 

     

    Firstly, I want to say I am very sorry for everything you have been through. I have read and replied to quite a few threads on here ever since my mum died from pancreatic cancer in March, but your post really hit me hard. I, too, loved my mum deeply, but I found it hard to open up to her about my feelings (this was more about me than her) because I can be introverted. I just think family relationships are complex and, like you, I spent a lot of time travelling and even lived in Asia for a long time, so wasn't near mum for large amounts of time.

    When she got sick, I happened to be in the U.K because of covid, and so I became her main carer, which gave me the opportunity to talk more to her about 'deep' issues in my life and my regrets. However, I still felt it wasn't enough and blamed myself for not opening up enough. Mum was a wonderful person and never questioned me or blamed me for anything, and I just wish I had been more open to her when she was alive.

    However, just remember that you being with your mum for the last 4 months of her life would have meant everything to her and as DOR06 says, your mum would have loved you unconditionally. If you want to talk more, I am happy to talk privately.

    Take care, Dan.