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No, but I remember most of the arguments I had with my Bi polar PTSD Ex That I am grateful is no longer my problem , she loved pushing my buttons like she got off on it , I notice most Girls have to argue , like it’s part of how their brain works and their hormones , I usually don’t like arguing with anyone, it’s like ok you don’t agree with me , that’s fine, so Let me hear the reason you don’t agree with me , without you screaming , for me to get really mad , someone has to really push my buttons to full extreme , It slowly builds up and once it hits the top then I will explode, But for the most part I am usually not one to argue about things. I might get upset about things sometimes but it doesn’t last very long, Girls on the other hand , hold this evil grudge like they want to rip your head off lol10
Yes i do.
I was like 4. And aruged with my babysitter at the time because i did not like that my momma was not gonna be home to take care of me.
My momma just started her new job, and i told her she did not know how to cook my food like my momma, and wasn't gonna be able to do my hair like my momma, and i wasn't havin non of this, and that she needed to go to do my momma's job so she could be home to cook for me30
I remember that I was going through early teen blues and my mom somehow couldn't stand my attitude back then.12
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pretty sure my first major one (any mild ones i can't remember in order rn) was when my step-dad had just moved in when was i 6. he had changed a lot of things about the household. it used to be very carefree and pretty negflectful, but his VERY strict parenting style angered me a lot as a child although i learned quickly to not talk back to him13
Don't remember why but a friend from kindergarten and I started fighting. He bit my cheek and I changed kindergarten because of this. Many years later I met him again and not remember what he did, he told me he used to bite girls he liked. It was a weird interaction. We haven't spoken since.10
I have a great memory but I drew up blank here, but I think my first argument was with a Swan here when I was three it charged me n bite my hand cause I was to close to its babies but all I was doing was feeding ducks with bread. Swans traumatized me cause when I'l get drunk, and around ducks I want all the smoke.21
I have a difficult time remembering when & who my last disagreement was with. Remembering my first argument would be next to impossible.33
Simple, it was a sibling, and they were saying that I wasn't wanted as a baby and when I told my mom, I was the one sent to my room. I learned real fast that the best way to get them to stop picking on me was to just agree with all the things they said.10
No I don't remember, but it was most likely me telling my mom no when she asked me to do something and I got a whopping13
I have a twin brother. We had an argument in the womb about who was going to come out first. We flipped a coin and I won16
The first argument I remember was over the color of a bucket with a girl named Lindsey when I was four and she five.13
It was when I was in first grade when me and my friends were pretending to be Harry Potter characters and were arguing over who'd be Harry.
Eventually I let him cause I took a second to think and felt Voldemort was cooler.10
Arguing with my mom that I was still 2 years old on my third birthday. Actually my earliest memory from childhood.11
I remember I had an argument with another guy at school growing up to the point I ended up beating him with a hard cover text book and yes I did get detention from that10
yes... with my grandpa's dog
we both wanted the same spot under the big ol' tree...10
I was age 10 and was watching WWF Wrestling and got into an argument with my dad over wrestling on TV, it was so crazy.10
Vividly but don't want to get into detail. It was the start of many.10
Probably my parents about doing something I wanted to do and they didn't. just a guess.10
With my first girlfriend yes it was about baby sitting.10
Most probably with one of my family members when I was little. I’d rather not remember what it was about.10
i wouldn't say argument but my first difference of opinion was with one of my former supervisors10
I don’t but I remember the first time I saw a creature with no skin. I don’t remember feeling scared or anything, I don’t even know if I was self aware but if I can remember that far back then I must have been so what.0
Kinda remember, but its just stupid, its not how į deal with people jn the first place.10
I don't know if this would be considered an argument because I was too young to do more than protest.
It was my protest to being forced to take naps when I was very young. My mom had the idea that naps were mandatory and, despite my protests, would put me in my bed at a certain time each day. I would get up, scream and cry, but I was too little to open the door.
It filled me with rage. I can still feel it when I think about it.
There was no discussion. It made me feel like an pet or an object instead of a human being with thoughts and feelings.
I remember one time when my dad was going out to cut the lawn and I wanted to help, but my mom insisted that it was nap time. I opened a window, crawled onto a decorative ledge and climbed down. I went out to accompany my dad who was unaware that I was supposed to be napping. When my mom finally noticed me, she came out, scolded me, grabbed me and put me back in my room.
I was maybe 4 or 5 years old at that time.
I think her good-intentioned behavior effected my psyche for the rest of my life. It created a conflict between love and hatred. Also, it created a distrust and resentment of authority.
My mom was my best friend all my life, but the scars still remained.
I think all parents forced nap time back then. My grandparents did too when we stayed the summer in North Carolina with them when I was 4
Yeah. I think they were following "the science" of child rearing.