Raised voices - no matter what situation (dramatic or ordinary) - can induce depression.

I know this. I don't need to have studied the physiological effects of chronic stress at AS level to have such knowledge. All you need is to hear your own heart beating at a faster rate. You recognise that, 'yes - we don't live in a perfect world - but it can contribute to your health'.

Not sure what to do now. Tried intervention... tried giving my real opinion, in spite of how it would have upset my mum. Didn't really work. As I predicted in the 'family conference'... (And it didn't really need predicting - it's common knowledge).

I don't expect perfection all the time (underline x3). I really don't. I also said this in the 'family conference'.

I can see both sides of the argument.

I can do nothing about it.

Viva La Madness.

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The only other option would have been: phone one of the pillars of support in this family. Should-a, would-a, could-a.

Might do.

Just have to see how things go for now.

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Ding ding, round two. 'Smiling but I'm close to tears, even after all these years'...

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Just about ok

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I hate anyone shouting.I cant stand it when I hear arguments from my neighbours - the walls are so thin.I admit to just putting on my headphones and listening to loud music,Then I can hide away and live within myself.I know it is not the answer but it gets me over the anxious times

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My parents were always arguing when I was a kid and my mother was always shouting at one of us - often me. Now I hate raised voices and I can't bear to argue with anyone.

I never argue - I just state my piece, repeat it if I have to then leave it at that. Or I walk away and cry by myself. Oh dear...

Bev x