My parents sent me a giant box of these things when they downsized the family home. On the one hand, it was really validating to have the proof that things really had been as bad as I remembered them. On the other, it was really sad to have confirmation that things really were as bad as I remembered them.

Ultimately it gave me the chance to be for my inner child what my parents never were, but man there was a lot of pain in that process.