I'm wondering this because my parents have a dark, blind spot. They unconsciously collude with each other perpetuating this blind spot. ie, that i am paranoid, sensitive, emotional, dramatic.... I've known I'm not any of these things for a long time. But I've only recently realised that I was scapegoated with this narrative so that they wouldn't have to examine their own poor parenting of me. They get so angry with me so quickly if i even defend myself against this narrative. It's crazy. It's like I"m wounding them if I defend myself. I recently drew a line. I am just not showing up in the family with a smile stapel gunned on to my face to be cast in the role of 'the emotional one' or 'the paranoid one'. I give up and I am nc or grey rock atm. Not sure which. But if I'm waiting for my parents to have an epiphany I should not hold my breath. Their absolute entitlement is that I respect their right to label me. Forever. Even though I'm 50. I might add that I have no debts, addictions, convictions or anxieties. I just go to work and come home. Nobody at work thinks I'm emotional and dramatic and sensitive. I think I'm resilient tbh. I look forward to the future. I feel good (now). Had to over come my parents' parenting of me to get to this place mind you. But it makes me wonder, the darkness that is a blind spot. I will never be able to shine a light on it. It leaves me wondering if I'm deluding myself massively about something.