I tried to talk to my mom and she basically told me not to upset anyone by bringing it up even though we were talking about past issues (and she hadn't known about it before that conversation and I needed to talk about it).
But somewhere along the way, I realized I had spent so much time trying to be enough for you that I had forgotten I was supposed to be enough for myself. And losing you, as painful as it was, forced me to meet the parts of me I had abandoned while trying to hold onto you.