“Trapped Under the Chopper: 40 Adults Reveal the Dark Truths of Growing Up with Helicopter Parents”
I really dodged a bullet there…
#29
I had a mom who thought and thinks I should control everything my daughter does and looks like as she did me. She picked my clothing out every day. Tell me what to say word for word an make sure I learned my lines. Would not let me choice my own hair cut, had my ears pieced, told me that I wanted an had to be one of the IN kids or I would never be happy. An then she moved away didn’t get me and I found out how wrong she was. I choice to dress in nothing she would of picked, got a tattoo at 14, became a goth, joined a cult (LARP LOL) and found out being happy was about being liked for who I was not how well I could copy some IN kid. Now I talk to her often an go see her sometimes. I take her ideas with a grain of salt, an let her know it’s not who I am. I will not do that to my kid her body her choice. To which she told me ‘Well you better hope she doesn’t think that means she can be a sult then’. I just roll my eyes an tell her it’s not even a worry worth having. I much rather she knows she has the right to say NO to anyone about her body then to think I have too, to be cool.
#30
My step father was a HeleParent not so much my mother. He was overbearing and stern. He was a teacher at my school in addition to the authority figure at my house hold. Double trouble. He is text book narcissist. My mother was very trusting to the point that I was self sustaining by a young age 10-13. Made my own meals laundry, cleaned etc. When my mother remarried to this Dingus my world was flipped. Bed times, certain academic criteria, all autonomy was stripped and policed. Meals were decided for me, my color clothing and brand of apparel.
