I'm doing a workbook about self-love for women and it has me in a funk. One of the exercises is to write about the first time you felt unworthy. For me, it was when I was 7 or 8, my mom caught me writing in the dust on her car, and she yelled at me to stop because I could damage the paint and "that car is worth more than your life." I have very few happy memories with her. When I was in therapy last year, I told her I was angry with her for allowing my dad to beat me as punishment when I got in trouble at school for talking too much. She admitted he went too far and she didn't know how to stop him, but that it was also all they knew. It took a lot for me to say anything and her main takeaway was "You shouldn't go to therapy because it brings up stuff better left in the past." I don't know how to forgive this one, though. She and I have spoken once since January.