I Hate Fighting And Arguing
Mum and dad had some real blazing rows, back when I was around 5 or so. Not nice; really vicious. At one point I felt that mum was going to leave dad...leave me and my sisters...for this other guy.
Freaked me out.
Whenever I hear an argument I just find myself transported to that frightened 5 year old on that day...
PTSD? Maybe.
Freaked me out.
Whenever I hear an argument I just find myself transported to that frightened 5 year old on that day...
PTSD? Maybe.