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I remember talking to a friend about his kids, years ago, and him saying that he sat one of them down and lectured her for about an hour. I was shocked... I can't remember my parents ever doing anything like that. Yelling, yes. Lecturing? Nope. Having a conversation? Nope. Telling me anything about how the world works, giving me any sort of advice or help, listening to what was going on in my world? Ha!
Same here, I got told off, even slapped occasionally but spoke to. Nope. I do not remember EVER having one real two way conversation with my parents. I was, invisible, unheard, unnoticed. I felt so unreal I suffered disassociation.
Even now I am described as a 'dreamer'.

I remember at 15 years old I had tea at a school friends house, and was astonished!! They sat round the dinner table and--------------------------spoke, yup spoke to each other, laughed, joked and shared stories of their day.
Was this 'normal'. WOW!
I felt uncomfortable though, I didn't know how to act. I froze a bit couldn't speak, no idea what to say.

So different from my house where meals were eaten in stoney silence.