Wednesday, June 30, 2010

The Fine Line between Protective and Overprotective

We live in the age of the helicopter parent. Though my parents gave me a decent amount of independence, they were also somewhat overprotective. It was annoying at the time, but I understand the reasoning behind it: they love me and didn't want anything too horrible to happen to me (such as unruly gangs or other bad seeds).

So fine. My parents, quite understandably, didn't want me to get killed. But in terms of emotional protection, they left me to make my own decisions about the friend I would hang out with, schools I would attend, extracurriculars in which I would participate (with the notable exception of not being allowed to quit piano lessons). Having high school friends whose parents were pressuring them into studying particular things in university (e.g., medicine), I really appreciated the ability to choose my own path. So, even though it was a nuisance to have to be picked up from the subway station instead of taking the bus by myself - and by 10:30, since my 'rents go to bed early - it was preferrable to being told what to do with my life. They took steps to ensure my physical well-being but left my soul's well-being in my hands. Thank goodness.

Apparently, some parents have trouble with this balance. I recently came across an article in the Toronto Star about two groups of parents who are suing the Greater Toronto Hockey League (GTHL) for cutting their sons from the team. In essence, they are blaming the GTHL for ruining their sons' self-esteem and causing them to quit hockey (which was something they had previously loved), etc. etc.

This article has 144 comments, the majority of which agree with me: Get Over It. Believe me, I know how it feels to not make it onto a sports team: it hurts. Okay. Maybe the boys will decide to quit hockey, doubting their abilities in the face of this failure. Fine. But really, time will heal the pain. They may feel bitter for a while, but eventually they will find other fun activities and will forget all about the GTHL.

This is why I think it is a terrible idea for the parents to sue the GTHL for emotional damages. Physical injury is one thing because it is lasting (and a lawsuit could convince the League to introduce some sort of legislation or whatever to rectify the problem), but a bruised ego will heal. From the point of view of someone dependent-on-parents-but-recently-turned-somewhat-independent, I firmly believe that parents should not endeavour to protect their children from every kind of pain. Yes, it's incredibly difficult to watch someone close to you struggle through something when you want to do everything you can to make it go away. But, sometimes you just have to let them work through the hurt, ya know? There will come a time when they'll have to handle such things on their own, and if they're left totally unprepared to deal with it, well, that could be a problem...

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

A Month in the Life

I dropped by my blog this afternoon to see if there had been any new visits to my profile (there haven't been) or any new comments (none), then realized that it's been nearly a month since I had last published a post! I started writing drafts of new ones, but they always ended up being partially-formed thoughts I was not inspired to finish, and who wants to read about that?

Also, I've been superbusy with work, especially last week. So it's really no wonder that this month has flown by. To quote Gretchen from The Happiness Project, "The days are long but the years are short." This may also explain why it's only Day 4 of my week off yet I'm already bored. Because I haven't made any concrete plans with my friends yet, I've just been lounging at home in my pyjamas, eating, and rereading Harry Potter. I'm nearly done Book 5 (which is, I think, my least favourite), and I only brought Book 6 home with me, having lent Book 7 to a coworker, so I'm going to try to cut back my HP consumption if I want it to last the rest of the week.

So, new things in the Life of Care:

- Work is going really well but it's really nice to have the week off, both for relaxing purposes as well as alone time. Even if I am bored.

- I'm hoping I can get off work on July 4 to see the Pride Parade - my first!

- I'm staying the heck out of downtown, definitely starting Friday (but possibly earlier, since the protesting has already started) due to the G20 summit. Which I hope will be worth all the inconvenience it's causing the citizens of Toronto.

- Some of my coworkers & I are planning to check out a gay club (my first!) sometime after our week off. I am looking forward to this more than they realize, since I've only come out to one of them so far.

Well, this has been a whole lot of nothing, but at least it is a new post! I am now trying to decide what to do now: watch a movie, read more HP, eat, or sort through some photos of Little Care that my mom mentioned are in a closet somewhere in the basement. What to do, what to do..