Great discussion! I've read with a lot of interest (and sometimes heartbreak :'( ). Thank you everyone for sharing your experiences and opinions.
You remind me of my girlfriend when we first started dating. I wasn't from the calm household, but I'm very calm and don't yell/don't tolerate anyone yelling at me. I walked out on her more than once early on because she started yelling. She hasn't yelled at me in a long time now but I don't really know how she went about changing her behavior, but it happened or we wouldn't be together still.
Do you think this might have come across as dismissive, passive-agressive, and/or controlling?
Thank you for asking this question. My first thought was "controlling". Dismissive at best. I find dismissive hurtful - it tells me, you are not important enough to me. Controlling - absolutely - you asserted yourself in no uncertain terms.
I find it amazing that such behaviour would be OK, although it is apparently highly effective. Most curious. Strangely enough though, I found this reaction OK as it related to the work episode - walking out on a boss who yelled in a meeting. Certainly more gumption than I would have had.
No offense intended, just being honest here about what I am really thinking on this subject - which has been the bane of my existence:).
Yup, I am one of those terrible yellers, well at least I used to be - last eruption was years ago, but that doesn't mean I don't still struggle with it. It just means that I have learned to repress my emotions long enough to think and approach the subject rationally and not come off like a raging bull.
I have learned that not showing your emotions is what it is all about - cool as a cucumber, calm and collected and in charge. Who wouldn't want that? I don't really like to lose control or the correct word in my case would be to lose my temper. It's to the boiling point in a millisecond and poof, gone and deflated a minute later.
I totally concur with the poster who said, she would have to write herself a note in the evening to remember to discipline her daughter in the morning. When it is all over, it is off my radar forever - you will get nothing but a genuinely blank look from me.
1. I grew up in a family where everyone yelled, where doors no longer shut properly, because they had been slammed so many times. I leave the rest to your imagination - highly charged emotions and volatile, explosive tempers all around.
2. I was taught to be wary of people who could not openly and loudly express their feelings. They are sly and not to be trusted, because who knows what they are really thinking.
3. I am also a passionate person whose voice rises naturally when discussing topics of interest. Toning that down was torture, it was just excitement, but unfortunately that is not always perceived as such. I had a lot to learn about "acceptable" social norms. Gee how I hate(d) social norms.
A discussion or conversation must be conducted in a dispassionate way? Thank goodness, not everyone is that way, but one must learn in which cultures and circles it is deemed acceptable. Sigh, why can't I be myself? It offends? It scares off? or leads people to voice remarks like you already lost the argument? I was not arguing in the first place, I simply raised my voice in excitement.
That to me is a huge difference, which apparently is completely lost on non-yellers:) I can conform to the norm, but it does not come natural.
Why then am I being punished (is how I used to see it), because other people perceive loud and rising voices as threatening - not fair! What is wrong with you that you perceive all loud voices as anger?
Why can't you tell the difference?
4. The only place where I managed to never ever yell, was at work. I had a professional career.
I bet there were no more than maybe one or at max two situations that I had an immediate, emotional reaction to, but it ended there. I mentally counted to a hundred, dug in my fingernails until it drew blood and took several deep breaths. I must master my emotions, breathe. I will not let this curse destroy my career.
I suspect the reason I never had any issues at work was that I was good at my job, dedicated and always professional, so I was respected and I was happy.
5. It was an unsettling discovery to realize that I had no language other than yelling with which to express myself in certain situations. How do you express anger without yelling?
Bottomline - I very much envy people who never had such issues.
Home was always a roller-coaster of emotions for me and looking back I am not proud of some of my actions. I will not bore you with details, let's just say that it took me a long time and many incremental steps to reach the status of an official non-yeller.
Besides, as you get older there is a certain laissez-faire that you acquire - few things matter as much as they once did.
I was not surprised when I learned that there is a violent streak in my family, we even have a family name for these rages, carried over generations, the kind of uncontrolled, blind, destructive rage that makes you do crazy things which you immediately regret. I fear it is in my genes, which might explain why it was so hard to deal with.
While some of my yelling was totally harmless and really not much more than learned behaviour, I never could and still cannot control the intensity. The only saving grace is that the black rages were always rare and thankfully I have not had one in twenty years.
I hate being out of control.
Mr. R. bless his heart is the perfect antidote and being with him has allowed me to finally relax and embrace a non-confrontational relationship in a wonderfully quiet partnership. Amazing!:)