I thought my family was just ‘competitive’… turns out, that’s not how love works?

Growing up, I thought it was completely normal for family arguments to be treated like championship matches. Silent treatment? That’s just halftime. Gaslighting? That’s the bonus round. And the ‘I sacrificed everything for you’ speech? That’s the post-game interview.

Turns out, not everyone grows up in a house where every dinner conversation feels like Game of Thrones crossed with Survivor. Anyone else still unlearning all the ‘normal’ you grew up with?