I grew up with a good family
My parents make good money or at least the kind where we go on multiple vacations a year, and don’t have to worry about the bills and stuff.
When I was a kid, My dad was mostly busy working, sometimes my mom too, and basically everything revolved around my dad. I won’t say they’re absent parents, but I knew I just never was able to form an emotionally deep bond with either parents. I have 2 other sisters. My mom is closer to my youngest sister, and my dad is closer to my older sister.
My mother has a low EQ or atleast that’s what I think, and my father enables it to keep the peace. Whenever my mother gets angry, my father tends to put the blame on us, even if it’s both parties at fault, or really just my mom’s fault. She is short tempered and often unreasonable. She says things in the harshest possible way, but she can’t handle it if anyone else does the same. The double standards goes on and on. My father does the same, but as he is more patient, he does it in a way that slowly drives you insane over the years, because you can never win, which is a common sight in Asian families ngl. Me and my mother doesn’t get along and my dad says it’s because of our 八字 , but all the more he enables her behavior. And over the years, it builds up into quiet resentment. Furthermore, both my parents have their issues which were caused by their own upbringing and family. My father often talks over people, or in a way competes for attention from whoever was talking. For example, if you had an issue at work, he would bring up an issue he had, and overshadow you. If you had a bad day, he had the worst day kind of situation. My mothers entire family has low EQ and a high ego. She doesn’t apologize for being wrong. She just expects you to forget it. Both my parents never learnt to understand me, they never neglected me, but I think a huge part of my emotional needs as a kid was never met growing up. On a side note, both my parents first language is Chinese, and they never really learnt to spell my English name (that they gave me, not a nickname I picked ). Due to all this, I’ve realized that subconsciously I would rather be anywhere but at home, I go out alot, anywhere whatever, as long as I could leave. Another thing is , my dad likes to say that my mother is trying her best with me, as she knows I’m short tempered , defensive and stubborn .Which honestly, sounds like bullshit half the time. I try, I really try, I give in a lot in arguments, but it’s never enough for my mother, even when I got more patient over the years.