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Old Nov 09, 2016, 01:48 PM
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Originally Posted by LucyG View Post
Were you chastised a lot as a child over next to nothing? If so, that would explain why you react the way you do to people in authority.

I react in a similar fashion as I grew up in a dysfunctional home, and was always getting in trouble. Even today I freak out if someone in authority says 'I want to talk to you' to me as that's what my stepfather would say before chewing me up one side and down the other.

One thing I'm slowly learning is that I'm entitled to an opinion and so are you. Try to realize that and find ways to defuse situations so you can discuss things with your coworkers with less drama. I'm not criticizing you as I'm the same way, and I'm 60 years old.

There's a book about learning to stand up for yourself written from the point of view of the public shaming we see here in America where if you disagree with someone and have a business, people will put you out of business unless you grovel to them and admit you're wrong. I haven't read the book, but have heard it's interesting. I hope to buy it in the future as I'm sure I it would help me.

Thank you very much for the reply

I was disciplined quite harshly as a child and as a teenager by my dad right up to about the age of 17 before i had a bit of a crack and it put an end to that for the most part. There was a lot of things i wasnt allowed to do, silly things like i wasnt allowed to wear nail polish and i wasnt allowed to watch cartoons and stuff like that...There was a lot of petty but rigid control.

I would get disciplined with a solid wooden spoon to the butt, usually due to being "otherwise". I was not a typically naughty child but i was stubborn and cheeky because i felt rebellious toward the way i was handled, especially as a teenage girl. I was always afraid to give my opinion/thoughts on things, because i was always wrong and being "otherwise" and it would often result in a good hiding. It took something extreme for me to eventually actually get through to my dad to change the way he handled me.

It could indeed track back to that, because my high school career was not that of a normal high school. I was in a college which was very, very small, and being disciplined in a harsh manner or being afraid of authority was never really a big thing, so i dont think it goes back to school days.