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Totally cant relate. I was home schooled by my mother who had also been a teacher for a few years before starting to have kids with my father. She is kind, gentle, beautiful and still a continuing inspiration in my life.
That is to say, no.... I cant personally relate.
More context needed. Sometimes my kids are savages, so yelling does occur on occasion. They're usually pretty great, though.
Edit: yikes, people took my comment way too seriously. I don't literally think my kids are savages, jfc. No shit, you shouldn't yell at your kids. I typically don't. But, I am not perfect, and neither is literally every single parent. We're humans and there are days where we have shorter breaking points and our feelings get the best of us, especially when your kids are being super energetic, chaotic, and not listening to anyone. The important thing isn't NOT yelling 100% of the time, it's apologizing and explaining what happened to them afterwards when it does get the better of you.
Yelling is never okay unless there's imminent danger and yelling is needed to prevent it.
My aunt regularly interrogated me about my decision-making, schedule and personal relationships
Without realizing it, I fell into a habit of explaining myself to her. I lost a lot of autonomy. She strictly enforced the practice of getting her approval before doing anything.
I learned to hide things and sneak around her. It made her furious.
She learned to manipulate, lie and bully me into giving her what she wanted.
She was being selfish and intrusive and neither of us realized it. She considers herself to be a protector and provider, and cannot admit that sometimes she's an abuser.
These days I don't trust her with information or control. She calls me (and the other members of her immediate family) a "privacy hoarder".
I'm very hurt, and I don't plan on ever feeling better about it
Being a parent is maddening. You think you'd do better with your own children until you experience the 24/7/365 stress that children inherently bring upon their parents. Few people escape childhood undamaged. Life has never been easy or perfect for anyone.