ckay87
demented and sad...but social
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I thought of this replying to another thread, but didn't want to hijack.
As a parent, in comparison to some, I think people consider me somewhat lenient with my kids. But the funny thing is, we are downright iron-fisted compared to the way my parents were with me. As a parent, I look back and cannot believe some of the things that they let me do when I was the age that my oldest son is now.
When I was 14, in 9th grade, I had a boyfriend who was a senior. We went everywhere in his car. I don't remember having a curfew or reporting where I was. I didn't appreciate it back then, but wow - that is SOME freedom to give a 14 year old. Soon after I had other older friends and boyfriends and we'd go to New York, Philly, or camping. Again, I don't think I reported in, ever.
For both my junior and senior proms I stayed out all night. At parties. I'm pretty sure my parents didn't know the people because, to be honest, I didn't know the people. I don't remember thinking or caring about whether I needed to be home at any certain time.
There's lots more, but somehow I never ever got into any real trouble. Never arrested, no drugs, not even a detention. I grew up to be a decent person, college graduate, earning a decent professional income. As did my sister. But geez, I want to ask them what the heck they were thinking (but I wont!) I honestly think they were just naive because I know that they cared - they were great parents.
Anyone else have permissive parents like this? Crazy isn't it?
As a parent, in comparison to some, I think people consider me somewhat lenient with my kids. But the funny thing is, we are downright iron-fisted compared to the way my parents were with me. As a parent, I look back and cannot believe some of the things that they let me do when I was the age that my oldest son is now.
When I was 14, in 9th grade, I had a boyfriend who was a senior. We went everywhere in his car. I don't remember having a curfew or reporting where I was. I didn't appreciate it back then, but wow - that is SOME freedom to give a 14 year old. Soon after I had other older friends and boyfriends and we'd go to New York, Philly, or camping. Again, I don't think I reported in, ever.
For both my junior and senior proms I stayed out all night. At parties. I'm pretty sure my parents didn't know the people because, to be honest, I didn't know the people. I don't remember thinking or caring about whether I needed to be home at any certain time.
There's lots more, but somehow I never ever got into any real trouble. Never arrested, no drugs, not even a detention. I grew up to be a decent person, college graduate, earning a decent professional income. As did my sister. But geez, I want to ask them what the heck they were thinking (but I wont!) I honestly think they were just naive because I know that they cared - they were great parents.
Anyone else have permissive parents like this? Crazy isn't it?



Just a thought.
Being perfect meant that she was an excellent parent. Therefore she ruled us with very tight restrictions. Any infraction would net us hitting, throwing things, screaming, threatening, bruising. You never knew what would set her off and the only way to placate her was to work hard to be perfect. 
I don't get it.

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