Thank you for asking! And it’s a mix of both. Family environment (got out but carried some REALLY unhealthy survival tools) working on all of them but my first instinct is still to scream/destroy the thing/person who has hurt me (even a perceived hurt). Feeling safe and having a dependable routine is very comforting but I’m still unable to navigate sudden changes
Relatable and I only have one sibling. My brother is 8 years younger than me and I felt like a little mom but it was disguised as “what a good older sister”. Even now I’m living at home and expected to look after him and teach him stuff and clean up after him all the time and feel like I’ve grown to be an unwilling second mom of a young teen boy. And I hate it.