I have a heartache, which is my daughter. She was the only child and now is 25 years old. Two years ago she went away to University, which she has now finished and came back home. She does not help with anything, expects everything. My husband has history of depression and alcoholism. Lately as he is getting older is worst, he either drinks, or sits depressed and I just can't take it anymore. My daughter never lacked anything, always was provided for and I love her more than anything in the world. But she doesn't want to have anything to do with me. I invite her for supper and there is silence through whole meal at the end "thank you!" I need someone to talk to, last night I sat down with her and told her, that she must know what situztion I am in and how lonely I get with no one to talk to and she said: "you have a husband", which she knows the situation. She told me that I am not going to put her on any guilt trips and that she will not be my friend, because I am her mother, I don't get it. I often sit in the kitchen by the cage of my bird and cry my eyes out and she is locked in her bedroom. She goes to church every Sunday, but I am not sure what she got from that, after all, when someone asks for helping hand, you will not cast stones at them. I just don't understand how can she have such cruel heart. Don't get me wrong I am not demanding at all I have busy job, but sometimes I want her to talk to me, am I asking too much? I am to the point where I don't want to cry any more tears for her and just forget about our relationship, but I can't and I end up suffering again and again, hoping every time, that her heart will change. I am 65 years old and as the time goes by I realize how cheated I am of close relationship with her. She never asked me to go to college with her on first day, she never asked me to drive her to her first out of town job interview and it hurts, like no one would believe. I can't talk to my husband about it for the above reasons, so I keep it all inside.
When I came back from my holidays this year, she was throwing away some of my stuff and she told me that she has to start cleaning up here, because when I go to the Nursing home it would be too much for her, then she tells me that it was just a joke. I told her that it was a sick joke, that was aimed right at my heart and I will never forget it as long as I live. I also told her that's how old people get abused. I am enjoying excellent health and hope I don't ever have to rely on her in my old age. Please tell me someone does this sound like a joke to anybody?
What have I done wrong?