IP_SEC
Its just we were supposed to be seen, not heard. So fearful of him me and my little bros talked to him in a high pitch voice almost like a dog with tucked tail.
Never again to be so fearful. Never again will I contain LOL.
What a terrible way to raise children.
bigdreaux
she told me she never had that emotion, even to family members.
I know I had discussions with my mother about that. The sad thing was staying a JW only reinforced that state of numbness
greendawn
His sleep must have been very light for him to be so strict about noise but I can see it was an uncomfortable set up for you talking (not shouting) and laughing are freely are basic human necessities.
Was the house you lived in that small, was there no garden outside to play without disturbing anyone?
It really didn't matter how big or small the house was or how lightly he slept. He just hated children and made sure we knew it
Amber Rose
Awww. That was sad. I'm glad you learned to lol. Next, you should try the snort-laugh, even better!
Yup I have done that lolololol Free from abuse my funny bone works quite well
flipper
my brother and sisters sat around the dinner table eating quietly and conversating a little but not much, just staring at each other.
I remember those meals. In our house we were just all scared we might say the wrong thing.
learning to fly
And most importantly.. to feel and "laugh"! I also had to learn this many years later, and lol, now I laugh so spontaneously that there are times I horrify my daughter when a little "snort" jumps into my laughter (lol)
I knew I wasn't the only one who had to learn how to laugh.
Once I was away from the abuse in my life I found my emotions slowly return to normal.
In recovery I have learned that there are many times when laughter is the best medicine