Maria R. (EII) - intolerance of quarrels in the family

I get anxious when my loved ones argue. I try to protect the one who is being scolded, and at the same time I feel as if I’m being scolded too. And I also understand the complaints and frustrations of the other side — I understand both.

A paradox: I am neither here nor there, yet I feel the need to balance the scales. And it’s always the lower scale I try to lift up to equilibrium. I love them both. And when they quarrel, a feeling of guilt for the whole situation arises in me: imagine, people have driven themselves to such tension — it feels unpleasant inside. Everything seems somehow dirty, the air filled with negativity and darkness.