well said. For when a child is thrust into an environment that is a giant ball of stress, suck, and fail, then that child has already been presented with a Mt. Everest to climb.
Hmm. What planet do you live on? I live on a giant ball of stress.
Stress is life. If there is no stress, you have died.
Umm, I said a "giant ball of stress, suck and fail," Yes, of course, there is always stress. I'm talking about when a child is thrust into an environment that is beyond the base-level stress, combined with suck and fail which would be bad parents and a bad home environment. There is a difference between the sort of stress that is caused by not being able to tie one's shoe and, "oh no if I drop the spoon again my Mommy's gonna beat the crap out of me."
Hmm. I recognize no such difference. How do you determine "base-level stress?" Should people who live (for example) in Iraq or the occupied West Bank/Gaza never father children, in your opinion?
If the worst thing that ever happened to you is not being able to tie your shoe, that's a significant, perhaps crippling, stressor.
Conversely, when a small child gets a tiny little cut, what would be a meaningless scratch to an adult, the stress level is similar to an adult getting a very deep one that requires stitches.
When someone screams, and tells you they are in pain, never fret about degree, or what it may
seem. Those are your illusions. Most people do not lie about these sorts of things. You have to believe in the pain.
I'm not going to be a dick and say that therefore it's a good idea to beat your children so the "little things" won't hurt them as badly, however. I agree that a parent must provide some level of consistency, however, that consistency is a lie as sure as Santa Claus.
As a parent, I see it as my job to provide enough truth so as not to cripple my children, and enough lies so that they may have a chance of surviving the truth.
It is not an easy job, and it is absolutely one that takes planning and arrangement.
