Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Moms smacking their kids hard (like my mom).
Loud public shaming/berating by parents (like my mom).
Kids allowed to be withdrawn/antisocial in public and at family events, or families eating in total silence at great speed at restaurants. That’s a super personal hangup that’s really specific to how my husband was raised and how it impacts our family life. When I see a little kid sullenly reading a book and slumped in their own corner at a nice restaurant, I don’t think, yay, they’re reading. My brain goes straight to: good luck to the woman who married that kid and into that family.
So do you want the family to berate them for being withdrawn in public, or do you want them to be left alone. Getting annoyed that a shy kid is reading a book is…interesting.
NP - there's no reason for a kid to be shy with their own family. If they can't sit in a restaurant and interact with their family members they should be in intensive therapy because something is seriously wrong. It's not appropriate to check out mentally and read a book during a family meal. And I say that as a voracious reader who is an introvert (but not shy).
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Moms smacking their kids hard (like my mom).
Loud public shaming/berating by parents (like my mom).
Kids allowed to be withdrawn/antisocial in public and at family events, or families eating in total silence at great speed at restaurants. That’s a super personal hangup that’s really specific to how my husband was raised and how it impacts our family life. When I see a little kid sullenly reading a book and slumped in their own corner at a nice restaurant, I don’t think, yay, they’re reading. My brain goes straight to: good luck to the woman who married that kid and into that family.
So do you want the family to berate them for being withdrawn in public, or do you want them to be left alone. Getting annoyed that a shy kid is reading a book is…interesting.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I feel really sad when I see a tween girl whose family is all dressed nicely and age appropriately but who’s obviously in the wrong size, style and fit of clothes and/or clothes that are nice but obviously chosen by a parent with a vision that leaves the kid out of step with other kids.
I was the girl dressed in corduroy Bermuda shorts and a blazer when other girls my age were in Limited Too and I can spot my fellow victims of overbearing, strange mothers from a hundred yards away.
Hello friend! My mom always made me get what she would have wanted at my age. Or, wear my brother’s handmedowns. And on top of that had weird rules, like shampoo but no conditioner or hair products.
You get it! Conditioner was “for adults”. I also wasn’t allowed to blow dry my hair or shower in the morning because those were adult things, so I had to fall asleep on damp hair every night and hope it would look ok in the morning.
Anonymous wrote:Service workers or employees being harassed, bullied, or just spoken to rudely for no reason by customers or clients. I have to stop myself from intervening as it would almost never be appropriate. But if I’m the next person in line, I make a point to ask the worker how they’re doing, make eye contact, smile, or leave a good tip. I have been in their shoes and it’s soul crushing.
Anonymous wrote:Listening to people who haven’t experienced infertility or IVF talk about it, usually in a judgmental way.
Anonymous wrote:Moms smacking their kids hard (like my mom).
Loud public shaming/berating by parents (like my mom).
Kids allowed to be withdrawn/antisocial in public and at family events, or families eating in total silence at great speed at restaurants. That’s a super personal hangup that’s really specific to how my husband was raised and how it impacts our family life. When I see a little kid sullenly reading a book and slumped in their own corner at a nice restaurant, I don’t think, yay, they’re reading. My brain goes straight to: good luck to the woman who married that kid and into that family.
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