Before I even started elementary school, my parents had a terrible fight.
My mother had a neurotic and hysterical personality, so small arguments were common, but this time it was a particularly bad fight.
My father got angry and yelled, “I told you we should get divorced!” and pushed my mother. My mother refused to agree to the divorce, saying “No,” and became hysterical, throwing and breaking many dishes in the kitchen, and overturning various other things.
I was shocked and begged them to stop fighting, crying.
I also called my mother’s sister, my aunt, who was close to our family, and cried, telling her that my father and mother were fighting.
Even after this fight, my parents did not divorce, and my mother complained to my father’s mother, my grandmother, about my father’s violence towards my mother, and my grandmother reprimanded my father.
My father was subservient to his mother (my grandmother), and perhaps because of her admonitions, subsequent arguments never escalated to this extent.
This argument, too, seemed to be resolved by my mother, who took the lead, and my father seemed to have given up on the idea of divorce.
This argument was a shocking experience for me as a child, and I believe it was one of the causes of the neurosis I developed later in life.
The scene in the movie The Godfather where Connie and Carlo argue reminds me of my parents’ arguments (in the movie, Carlo is about 90% at fault, but in my parents’ case, I think my mother’s personality was the bigger problem).
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