I've been feeling quite down after seeing a family member recently and am starting to look back at my childhood not through rose tinted glasses I guess. I honestly don't know if because I'm feeling down atm, I'm looking back at my childhood and judging it harshly or whether actually I'm right in feeling that my childhood wasn't great and it's ok to feel that way about it. My parents argued constantly and never seemed to make any effort to hide it from their children. Made it very obvious they hated each other. Always Screaming at each other calling them every name under the sun. Occasionally children got hit, occasionally parents got physical with each other (not beating each other up but throwing stuff at each other and pushing and shoving for example) One of my parents would use me as their counsellor and would tell me things like "If I could get away with murder I would kill them" meaning my other parent and telling me how much they hated them and that sort of thing. However they were both also very loving at times, house always clean and warm, always food on the table and a
stay at home parent collecting us from school everyday, lots of lovely days out, holidays etc. Is that bad or usual for late 70's early 80's childhood?