Mine were too strict. But more harmfully, they always made clear I was a disappointment to them and their love, affection and approval was conditional on my "performance" as daughter, which I usually failed in their eyes. I just wasn't what they expected or wanted.
Many, many years later, after my son was diagnosed with (HF) ASD and ADHD I realised that I probably have both conditions. As a child this would have explained most of the things my parents seemed to despise about me and think I should just pull myself together and snap out of:
Always daydreaming/staring out of the window.
Not focusing on anything that didn't fire my imagination.
Being "rude" i.e. not participating eagerly in small talk.
Struggling to organise myself, remember things, get anywhere on time.
But their strictness was limited to telling me I HAD to do better, that I was selfish not to try harder (at the expensive private school they paid for), that I was hopeless, that I would be a failure in life if I didn't pull myself together. The thing was, I WANTED to (quite a people please r and with a healthy streak of ambition) but they didn't help me with the HOW.
All compounded by the fact that my sister, two years younger, was (and still is) the daughter they dreamed of and felt they deserved. I
I did turn out all right. I'm now a partner in a City law firm (once my ambition found a focus I was well away - I still have my struggles but I've definitely found my niche) but my parents have barely acknowledged that. I think it's so ingrained that I'm the disappointment, they can't acknowledge my success as it doesn't fit the narrative.
When I realised my son was different the best piece of advice I read was that you have to parent the child you have, not the one you think you should have. Known parents spent most of my childhood and beyond trying to make me fit into a box of their choosing. They were very religious and told us what we believed. The lack of autonomy was astonishing. When I was about 12 or so they made me promise out loud that i wouldn't have sex before marriage. I had to sneak around in my teens doing perfectly normal teen stuff in secret and lying about it. I never felt I could confide in them or that they'd be there with their love for me no matter what. I'm aiming to do the opposite with my own children!