My memory of my childhood is.. stressful. Mostly. Loads of good stuff, lots of very lucky stuff like great education and holidays. But oh my gosh the stress. It would take ages to give many examples but I always found the house was quite loud despite there only being me, a sibling and my parents. Shouting if dinner was ready, getting majorly hysterical if something hadn’t arrived on time or shouting up and down the stairs to have conversations.
It probably sounds a bit petty but I remember when I went to a friends house once, noticing how quiet it was. And now I’m much older, have my own child, even when we visit my parents it’s the same sort of atmosphere. Just a bit.. full on?!
Recent example is my mum wanted to drop off something for dd and I called to see if she was on her way as I was about to leave the house and she answered in a stressed, shouting, panicked way, like ‘yes I’m just doing this and I will be be there ok!!’ This is common, most phone calls are like this, just simply chaotic.
As I’ve got older I’ve realised how much I hate it. I hate to say it but I think I can be a bit like this with dd but not on a regular basis. I am right that this isn’t normal is it? I had huge anxiety growing up and into my twenties and I do feel it was largely due to this environment.