I mean what was the attitude around the dinner table like? I.e., were you free to pretty much discuss anything under the sun? Or was it more of an angry thing, a place of tension where you had to walk on egg shells?
Also, in your home, were you allowed to make yourself a sandwich if you were hungry? Or did you have to get permission first? Or was it simply out of the question (until dinner)?
In my case, I recall being returned to my “real” family by some people at around 2 or 3 and taking a seat at the dinner table for the first time, and thinking, “Oh boy, dad is going to lead us in wonderful discussions about the world we live in. This is great! Eating some food and learning about everything at the same time!”
But he didn’t. He was a caveman through and through. :mad:
And that was very disappointing; especially because he was somewhat menacing, with his tattooed forearms out there … and using his thumbs to slop-up his chow on his fork while acting all intimidating. The “strong silent type” I guess is how he saw himself. (Though in fairness to him, he lived through the Depression … and was a blue collar guy in a tough, dumpy town.)
Later on, after the state people caught wind of his unique child-rearing ways :eek: and took me and my siblings out of there, and after having been placed in various “facilities,” I was placed in a more permanent foster home. But even though these folks were doing the whole Christian lifestyle thing, there too, there wasn’t any warm fuzzy feeling in the air, especially around the dinner table.
Also, I remember once getting caught by both of these (Christian) parents while stealing a couple of cookies from the cookie jar, and them becoming unglued over it. :mad:
And so the thing is, while I don’t wish to sound too much like a big cry baby by relating all of these personal things; I would very much like to hear how the general home environment is with you folks now and how it was when you were kids, and, if you have children, whether or not you do things differently with them than how you were treated as a child?
As always, Thanks Much(!!) for your time and comments, if any. I’ll check back later on!
P.S. I do strongly believe that if you don’t want your child becoming a serial killer or something, then you need to make it a point from the git-go to make them know that talking about things openly with one another is a good thing, lest they turn inward (where bad things go on). Psychologists don’t seem to place enough importance on this matter, IMO.