I 70f am trying to understand how my daughter 30 sees me as I navigate chronic pain
We have talked enough for me to know I don’t fit in her upper class world. I told her I felt the only way for her to find peace was to move away from me. She agreed she’s moving next spring. She said “if she had to live my life she would have ended it years ago”. I was in a car accident when she was 10: the person I was, the mother she knew abandoned her, I could barely take care of myself-coma had to learn to walk. It was horrible for both of us. Her father did awful things while I was bed ridden. So I failed her as a parent. I can’t eat I can’t sleep I’m trying to pick up the pieces of a failed life. My therapist said there isn’t “ enough time to work thru this I need you to learn to walk beside it. “. Im not a clingy parent. I text her stupid silly things. I don’t call her I wait she will call when she has time. I’ve asked her once in 7 months to go with me for treatments. If you are a daughter of an aging parent I would appreciate your comments. What am failing to understand?