I never had a wonderful relationship with my mother, nor did I experience any kind of warmth or motherly care. I feel extremely alien to her, thinking about her fills me with sick feelings. At the same time we can hear each other chatting, but it's nothing serious. Recently I decided to tell her something and she betrayed me when she went and told the person it was about – my father. I don't know if she did it out of jealousy or envy (they are divorced, but their separation was difficult, they still love each other) – I have no answer. So to make it easier for me, I decided to ask you too, to share stories so that we can experience things together.
