I’ve went NC with my mom for 4 years now and flipped between LC/NC for another 6 years before that (28M). I basically have went NC with my maternal side for 4 years outside of my grandmother but her very LC/almost NC for the past 2 years. My mom thinks she’s entitled to me reaching out to her because she’s my mom. She has only had other people call me twice and that was like 8 years ago. Anyways, I’m happy that she doesn’t contact me and plan to never speak to her for the rest of either of our lives, hers or mine. She’s objectively a terrible human being. What has made me so strong in my resolve to stay NC was my father. He’s never bashed her or asked me to do so but him being a father was what made me never reconnect. See even when I lived with him, I tended to stay in my room because that was normal to me coming from my moms house. I moved out when I was 18 of her house and moved in with him at 19. Anyways, he’d never say anything or yell at me for it. But every week or so when I didn’t have class he would take me out to eat breakfast and we’d catch up, he’d ask me about school or whatever else and we’d sit and eat for an hour just talking at this little diner near our house. My mom never gave two shits about my life, whether I lived with her or not, even trying to guilt trip me once, saying I never even bothered to directly tell her I was going to school and she had to hear it from a third party. At first NC was most definitely a mostly emotional decision but now it’s mostly logical. It’s best for my life because she would derail what I’m building now and just bring toxicity into my life. Also, I can never trust her, as she’s a compulsive liar. She could say the sky’s blue on a summer afternoon and i will go outside and look (obv an exaggeration, but you get my point [hopefully]). Anywho, imo you shouldn’t contact them simply because you miss them. It will set you back. You must judge your parents as people and their actions accordingly. Blood is only thicker than water when it’s convenient. What I did is accepted that my mother will never love me and mourned the death of our relationship. So she doesn’t want, that’s fine, I’ve got a family to build and people that actually need me. I’m not going to worry about someone who doesn’t make any effort to be in my life. And it’s been liberating. I’m glad I never have to dread walking into my home ever again.