When my husband came to my parents' house for the first time, he asked, 'Why is everyone screaming? Why are they so angry?' I said, 'No one's angry. This is just how we communicate.'
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My kids have never seen me scream at anybody. They've never seen an argument. There's never been even a cold silence. And those are things that I grew up with because my parents did end up divorcing.
I'm not a screamer. I'm confrontational, but I don't think that translates into anger.
In a perfect world, probably we'd never yell, we'd just be firm and dispassionate. But of course, everyone yells at their children.
I never yell or scream. I mean, definitely not at work. I never yell at anyone I work with.
My father was often angry when I was most like him.
My mom says I was born screaming.
Sometimes when a scene is written or directed to be shouted or played incredibly angrily, I always think it's way more terrifying when someone is fuming and talks in a very calm way. I always want people to shout at me if they're angry - it freaks me out that whole thing of, 'I'm not angry I'm just disappointed.'
I would never scream at my kids, never raise my voice. But as they often tell me, they were so well behaved that screaming was not necessary.
My parents are always a great litmus test. Based on the amount of shrieks my mother gives when we're out in public, her constant shock when somebody comes up and says something nice.
My husband used to shout at my mother, 'What is wrong with your daughter? I'm married to a man.'