I’m in my mid 30s and I cannot deal with even the most basic of conflict – it causes me terrible stress. For example I wouldn’t even send restaurant food back if something was wrong with it. And I’m prone to anxiety and low self esteem. Having visited my parents at the weekend, it’s now beginning to dawn on me why I am, like I am. My parents started having a terrible argument and it was almost like I was a ten year old rather than a married, adult woman. I started shaking and I felt terrified. My heart rate was racing, I felt sick and I barely slept that night. I was also embarrassed because the row was in front of my husband and another guest. I seemed incapable of handling it and still 48 hours later, I am still thinking and stressing about it.
My mother has often said that I lost my confidence when I was about 10 and she has always blamed my school. However, I loved my school and for me this is when I remember my parents starting to really row. I dreaded the weekends because my father would be around and I knew there would be awful rows. I woke up every Saturday morning to screaming. I would go to bed with my ears in my fingers so I didn’t hear them shouting. Whilst there was absolutely no physical violence in the house, my father was and is prone to a terrible tempers which would blow up about nothing so I would often walk around on egg shells. I was always on my guard and on the lookout for things that would set the arguments off. I hated the way Dad would shout at Mum but my siblings and I often were at the end of it as well – calling us ‘useless’ and ‘stupid’ children on many occasions. Even on their 40th wedding anniversary, we all went for a trip somewhere to celebrate (haha) and there were bad tempers and arguments before we got there. And then like usual it calmed down and they were chatting jovially again. Yet muggins here couldn’t relax because I found it too stressful.
I’m not out to blame my parents here but I’m just trying to understand whether the affects of the rows in childhood can cause anxiety or confidence issues in later life. I would love to understand why I can’t deal with their rows or anyone else’s and why it causes me so much stress. Did anyone else have rowing parents and did it affect you?