“Trapped Under the Chopper: 40 Adults Reveal the Dark Truths of Growing Up with Helicopter Parents”
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#19
I’m a 35 y/o female IT project manager making six figures for the last 7 years.
My mother was an elementary school teacher, but mostly a stay at home mom.
When my dad died, she moved close to me. I like knowing I am her go-to person, and know I can do anything she needs I don’t want to.
She is forever giving me “career” advice, without having any idea what it is like in my field in this century. I keep reminding her that she has no concept of my world. I was and am deeply empathetic to teachers, but she will never understand being a new analyst, racking a data center or developing an algorithm to save a client $4M a year. She doesn’t see how hard I work mentally and emotionally to then run off to Vegas for a weekend.
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#20
When I was a child my mother went to “drop me off” at a sleepover, she ended up sleeping on their couch, then waking us all up at 4 AM and demanded that I leave with her, because “her accommodations weren’t up to standard”
I ended up joining the navy.
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#21
It was a nice sense of relief to get out of the house
To put it into perspective here’s some of the stuff that was common in my house:
8:30 bedtime
No shooting games allowed, I could only ever play Minecraft with my friends
Could not close doors other than bathroom
Could not LOCK bathroom doors
Could not spend your own money without parents approval first
Could not play on computer unless they were home (obviously this rule got broken a lot)
