MY MOM JAYNE a film by Mariska Hargitay (2025)
I've spent most of my life ashamed of my mother. A person I had no memory of. A person whose voice I didn't want to hear. A person whose career made me want to do mine differently. A person who made her share of problematic choices and left me with loss and secrets. But at 60 years old, I feel different. I see myself in you for the first time. The way you smile, the way you laugh. I have such maternal feelings for you now. You were 16 years old when you got pregnant. You were a baby when you started this career. I so get it. I get how hurt you must have been, looking for something you never found. But you had so much inside of you. That's who I see now. I see you, Jayne. My mom, Jayne. I miss you. And I love you.
