Anonymous wrote:OP here. Thank you so much for all this insight. The poster that said they need to have some skin in this is so right.
I came from a pretty large family. We paid for anything that was not a necessity. I remember getting a "real" job on my 15 th birthday and being excited to start! My siblings and I paid for our own cars, insurance, clothes, entertainment,and so on. When I talk about this with my kids, my son will say "We get it mom, you had a hard life." My reply? No we didn't. Sure it was hard sometimes but it was fun too.
Anyway I think my mistake was trying to spare them some of that.
They both work in the summer. They really are good kids. I just hope I can turn this around.
Oh, and I didn't say anything to my DH about the Christmas incident or a few other things. I didn't want it to become him coming to the rescue. They would apologize and not really mean it. I want them to understand on their own.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Why aren't they working? I was raised differently: you start working at 16yo and pay for your own clothes, etc.
I wouldn't threaten to cut them off unless they are nicer and more appreciative. Instead, realize that they are adults and need to start working, even if it's just for spending money. Separately, they also need to learn to be nice.
I did not work at college while I was taking full time classes. When I took part time, I did. But not full time. I couldn't have done either successfully.
15:30 pp here. I don't buy this. Maybe certain semesters if you're taking intense classes like organic chemistry or something. College jobs vary. Some are sitting at desks. I did that and did my homework. Sports center.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:OP, I'm sorry you're going through this. I have younger kids so can't offer any parenting advice. But, I can say that I personally was (1) spoiled and (2) fairly depressed and angsty and miserable in late high school and early college. I hope I didn't treat my parents this way, but I wouldn't be terribly surprised if I did.
My dad yelled at me one time when I was home visiting, really laid into me, for picking up a cashmere throw that belonged to my stepmother and taking it outside to cover up while I sat on a dirty porch chair. He told me I needed to have respect for other people's things, to not assume I had access to everything, and to remember that the world didn't revolve around me. It was harsh at the time, but I still remember it and have ever since tried to act like a respectful guest now when I'm home. Point being, talk straight with your kids about what you expect and brook no dissent. They are adults now and should be acting like it. Neither you nor anyone else is their punching bag for whatever else is going on in their lives.
+1, this is awesome perspective and advice. It occurred to me, too, that the kids might have things going on in their lives that are making them angsty and miserable. Getting dumped by a girlfriend, struggling with classes, worried about future.....all possibilities for making the son especially retreat and become unpleasant. This is not an excuse for treating OP so badly, but might help her contextualize where the kids are in their lives right now and depersonalize this a bit.
They are young adults. If something's going on it's still no excuse for the way they treat OP. Her son only wants to talk to her when he needs money but never says thanks. No excuses.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:OP, I'm sorry you're going through this. I have younger kids so can't offer any parenting advice. But, I can say that I personally was (1) spoiled and (2) fairly depressed and angsty and miserable in late high school and early college. I hope I didn't treat my parents this way, but I wouldn't be terribly surprised if I did.
My dad yelled at me one time when I was home visiting, really laid into me, for picking up a cashmere throw that belonged to my stepmother and taking it outside to cover up while I sat on a dirty porch chair. He told me I needed to have respect for other people's things, to not assume I had access to everything, and to remember that the world didn't revolve around me. It was harsh at the time, but I still remember it and have ever since tried to act like a respectful guest now when I'm home. Point being, talk straight with your kids about what you expect and brook no dissent. They are adults now and should be acting like it. Neither you nor anyone else is their punching bag for whatever else is going on in their lives.
+1, this is awesome perspective and advice. It occurred to me, too, that the kids might have things going on in their lives that are making them angsty and miserable. Getting dumped by a girlfriend, struggling with classes, worried about future.....all possibilities for making the son especially retreat and become unpleasant. This is not an excuse for treating OP so badly, but might help her contextualize where the kids are in their lives right now and depersonalize this a bit.
Anonymous wrote:Time to cut off funds.
Anonymous wrote:OP, I'm sorry you're going through this. I have younger kids so can't offer any parenting advice. But, I can say that I personally was (1) spoiled and (2) fairly depressed and angsty and miserable in late high school and early college. I hope I didn't treat my parents this way, but I wouldn't be terribly surprised if I did.
My dad yelled at me one time when I was home visiting, really laid into me, for picking up a cashmere throw that belonged to my stepmother and taking it outside to cover up while I sat on a dirty porch chair. He told me I needed to have respect for other people's things, to not assume I had access to everything, and to remember that the world didn't revolve around me. It was harsh at the time, but I still remember it and have ever since tried to act like a respectful guest now when I'm home. Point being, talk straight with your kids about what you expect and brook no dissent. They are adults now and should be acting like it. Neither you nor anyone else is their punching bag for whatever else is going on in their lives.