My mom.
(I apologize for any bad english.) I am the product of **. My mother had me when she was 14. She never loved me and tried not to spend time with me, her mother told me that she was so mad about being ** that she let her anger out on me and neglected me to her parents. I was attached to her at first but slowly grew to hate her for how she had treated me and moved away when i was 20. When i was 26 i received news she was sick in a hospital, but because of how she treated me all those years ago i refused to go. I thought she wasn't sick with anything bad and she would get out, but i later received news she had died alone in a hospital. I feel ** awful about it to this day and i can never forget about it.
Hard but try and forgive her on a spiritual level. She was only a kid. I'm sure deep down somewhere she actually loved you. Then you can move on and make a great life for yourself. Be all the things she wasn't able to be for you.