When I was 12 & my family was staying with some family friends when we first moved to the Seattle area I was expected to adhere to THEIR kids’ bedtime, which was super early, and one time I got in trouble for staying up reading in one of the bathrooms.
https://twitter.com/KillerMartinis/status/1468058357546336258
I am STILL salty about it and not remorseful in the least.
It’s funny, I don’t remember ever getting into trouble for ANYTHING as a kid where, now, as an adult, I now go “huh, you know, I was wrong about that, they were right to punish me”
I was always led to believe that growing up would make me understand my parents because it would make me think “oh, they were right after all”
But instead it made me understand my parents because I realized they never had the faintest clue what they were doing.
But instead it made me understand my parents because I realized they never had the faintest clue what they were doing.
It’s not “oh, they did this because of some adult wisdom which I now comprehend”
It’s “oh, they did this because they were just kind of muddling through, making it up as they went along, doing whatever seemed like a good idea at the time”
It’s “oh, they did this because they were just kind of muddling through, making it up as they went along, doing whatever seemed like a good idea at the time”
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