It wasn't a personal attack, it was an observation of your bizarre over-reaction and disregard for another person's belongings. I'm glad your children turned out ok.
My panties are not in a twist and I have no idea what relevance participation trophies and special snowflakes have to this. But I do have a parent with diagnosed mental health problems, and she behaves in much the same way you do. Including throwing tantrums and the destruction of other people's things.
Sorry, but you DO NOT get to accuse someone of having mental health problems, then say, "It wasn't a personal attack", it very much is, and it's not acceptable in the least. You and another poster have an interesting concept of the value of a dependent child's belongings, and how they are violated by a parent crossing some imaginary line. We are talking about a stubborn, defiant fourteen year old here, not a budding pre-adult with a job, spending money, and possessions purchased with THEIR hard earned dollars. We are taking about a kid who just enjoyed a back to school shopping trip, on mom's dime, and leaves her new clothes strewn all over her room, while walking all over them, since she is too fucking lazy to pick them up.
This was our one kid that was like breaking a wild horse. By the time she was fourteen she was told that she needed to be involved with something constructive with her time, and was not going to be spending her summer on the couch texting friends. It could be sports, a job of some sort, from being a junior counselor for one of the many local camps for little kids, to volunteering anywhere, but not being a couch potato. She ignored us, and mistakenly believed that she would do whatever the hell she wanted to do with her time. We warned her a few times, then volunteered her as a library helper. She spent four hours a day, most week days of the summer break, with a smock on, putting books away. She hated every minute of it, and probably hated both of us too. Care factor on our part, about her deep resentment for forcing her to do this? ZERO..... She tried the same shit the next summer, and her mom drove her on a route every week, to ask for, and return, employment applications for a summer job. Finally, after six or seven weeks of this, a local grocery store hired her. . Three years later, she graduates from high school and announces that she is quitting her job to spend the summer "hanging with her friends". By now this shit is getting really old, but I calmly explain how reality works. I inform her that she is not only NOT, quitting her job, but she is working at least 30+ hours a week, since that's how we roll in this family. In the end, she spent a total of 6-7 years with that grocery store chain, making up to $10k a year, while in high school and university, learned a ton of valuable skills, and always had money in her pocket. Had we not rode her hard, she wouldn't of EVER had a job before getting here degree. At no point did any of this handling of a difficult child involve anything close to tantrums or destroying anything. You want a car, insurance, a paid education, and a lot of things that many other kids would only dream of, keep up your end of the agreement. It's that simple. They both knew my word is rock solid, and if I say, "your shit will be in the garbage next time", or "you better get your act together, or it's the last check I mail to your school or landlord", it means exactly that.
Your opinion that my behavior is bizarre and involves tantrums is strictly that, it is not based on any first hand knowledge. Sorry you had a difficult childhood, but don't equate what I did, with somebody with real mental issues who does things that I don't do.
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