I grew up in a good home….

I grew up in a good home- My parents love me and busted their backs to take care of me and my brothers even though we didn’t have a lot of money. However, my Dad used alcohol as an escape from stress and he also dealt with a lot of anger issues. But God led him to recovery and he is a new creation. But it doesn’t change the way I grew up, and the fears instilled in me.
I met an amazing man that I chose to share my life with. We love each other deeply and he is one of the most selfless people I’ve ever met. But recently we got into a very big fight, and he got angry at me- VERY angry. I flipped out and ran and hid because it takes me back to when I was a kid and would sit on my bedroom floor pushing my ears in as hard as they could go so I wouldn’t hear the screams outside.
But my husband is NOT my angry father. And I am NOT my co-dependent mother. And sometimes I need to remember that. I need to remember that when people get angry it doesn’t always mean they are going to cuss you out or flip furniture over. It doesn’t mean they are going to stop loving you or that they’ll give you the silent treatment. Sometimes they just need to get their feelings out in a healthy way before working with you to resolve the issue.
Sometimes people change. And sometimes people are different. And maybe now I can learn to not be afraid anymore.
Xoxo, Cindy 💜

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