When I was merely 2 or 3 years old, I remember a conversation I overheard that made me angry. It’s hard to anger a toddler that young without it being a small tantrum that normally isn’t warranted. At the end of this, It changes my view on the person I overhear for many years.
I was 2 years old and I was in my room at the time. I can’t remember much about how that house looked, but I’ll try and explain the area around me a little. The room I was in wasn’t very big at that time, but it worked for a child that young. I was in there, quietly, and playing with different toys. That’s normal for a 2 year old.
I overheard my mom being kind of loud on the phone in her room, it wasn’t that far from me, and what she was saying made me really upset. I still don’t know if it was a joke or if she was just stressed out, but it bothered me and I’ve never been able to forget it. My mother called me a burden to someone on the phone, but at that age, I didn’t know who the person was she was talking to. That part didn’t matter to me.
My father, who wasn’t living with us very long after, took me to a hotel with him to try and calm me down. He understood that I was upset, but didn’t want me mad at my mother permanently. This caused him to attempt to make me forget; It’s an understandable attempt for someone this young. I was 3 years old now.
This changed the view I had on my mother for a long time. For whatever reason, I’ve never forgotten it and it’s stuck with me pretty well. I was young, so no one thought I would remember. This was 14 years ago for me, but it’s still fresh in my mind. It changed how I thought of her forever.