My approach to our parents’ tempers was to disengage, while yours was to dial in excessively. If our parents were a TV show, I was in the next room, chasing a butterfly, tuning out. You were pressed up against the screen, your hair static, your eyes wide and glued to the glass. Ultimately, I don’t think either approach was healthy. I think you’re neurotic and controlling because of it, and I was detached and delusional.
