Who’s actually raising your kid — you, or your story?
Something I keep sitting with as a parent: how much of my own childhood do I actually deal with, versus carry straight into how I raise my kids.
Not the big obvious stuff. The small reactions. The moment I snap and it’s really about something that happened to me thirty years ago, not what my kid just did in front of me.
Do you talk about this with your kids? Are you even aware, in the moment, when it’s an old story running the show instead of what’s actually happening right now?
Curious how people here hold this.