I have just been reading this thread, and it has made me realise I am not alone. I can't say any more at the moment, but am going through the process of trying to rid myself of years of guilt, and hurt at the sense of betrayal, first by a mother who drank herself to death at an early age because, as she told me, she had nothing to live for, three children, 4 grandchildren obviously weren't enough for her. And now a father who after years of looking up to, and respecting him, I have come to see him for what he is, selfish, completely self absorbed, and due to his own actions a lonely, miserable old man who cares for no-one but himself.
I do apologise for the rant, I am actually very happy with my life, two lovely children, a DiL and SiL that I love dearly, and two beautiful granddaughters, and the kind of closeness and bond that I never had from my own parents, and for that I am truly thankful, but I wish I could put the hurt in a box and throw it away.
How do you acknowledge Easter.