I don’t let my kids disrespect me

 I don’t let my kids disrespect me

But I also don’t demand they shrink themselves just to keep me comfortable

I don’t need silent, obedient little robots who nod along to everything I say
I’m not here to raise kids who swallow their opinions or choke back their truth just so I feel more powerful

Respect goes both ways in this house
I treat them like humans with feelings that matter, not property I own
And in return, they learn to treat me the same

I’ll take kids who stand their ground, who question things, who know their worth
Over kids who grow up thinking love means staying small and silent any day of the week

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