Do you ever feel like you have trouble with life, but not because your family "sucked". I've always felt like a complainer because my family was one of the "good" families, but it really wasn't. There were a lot of problems, many of which were having to do with my parents being too nice and passive.

Like, when my brother would do something really rude to me, they would just kinda let it slide. They tried not to get too involved with our business, but then they would get involved when it escalated really bad. And then they would be confused, like (sarcastic) "how could it have gotten this bad?" They should have taught us how to cope in the first place before things got bad! (Although, when I got older I realized it was because THEY didn't know how to deal with it either). And then they would just act like everything was happy happy joy joy all the time. They were basically convinced that if everyone SEEMED happy, then everyone WAS happy.

There was also this awful dynamic where they would teach me something like "don't touch poles and doors and basically anything that people touch because you WILL get germs EVERYWHERE, and you WILL get sick." And then as a 12 year old I was absolutely paranoid about germs (or whatever else it is they're teaching me to be scared of) but then they would give me a ton of crap for being terrified! In the form of making fun of me for it as well as getting mad at me for it. But then they would be all like "It's okay. You can think whatever you want ". That was freaking confusing and upsetting!

And then add all this on to my mom and dad being WAAAYY too nice like being relaxed about rules and always being "fun" (which was NOT true. There was always an underlying stress, and a passive-aggressive toxic dynamic to it. As well as feeling like I was walking on eggshells all the time). I just feel like I'm being a jerk for basically anything I do that's not 100% peachy. I guess I also feel that way because they hold it over my head and use it against me. They are always bringing up how nice they are, and making sure I am absolutely grateful and forever indebted to them. To the point where sometimes it feels like they want me to pretty much worship them. Especially if I don't act like everything they do is perfect. (I'm not exaggerating).

Have you ever felt like this? Have you felt like you had what society considered a "blessed" life, only to find out you were just as screwed up in a different way? What was your childhood like?