“Boys don’t cry,” “there’s nothing to frown here,” “look, her next drama” is all a rather eerie part of the educational process.
But now I understand that it’s not the most.
Ten points out of ten on a scale of horror, I would give another message: “I found something to rejoice.”
For some reason, it is precisely the ban on joy received in childhood from the most important person that is imprinted in the subcortex so that it cannot be wiped and corroded. Especially in sensitive girls with high intellect, already susceptible to any wrong side. They would be taught to have fun, wave at everything, score and forget, but no. Exactly at that moment when life for a moment seems cool, mother extinguishes the spark with a reproachful look.
Everything is obvious here and without voice acting. If you want to be loved, take that stupid smile off your face
Indeed, how stupid, how inappropriate it is to rejoice when the pressure on the grandmother’s algebra, the grandmother’s products are getting more expensive, the house smells like a medicine and the hostile blueness thickens around the house. Why lightness and jubilation, when life is viscous, difficult, anxious, and if today did not strike, then it will certainly strike tomorrow?
We must watch. It is necessary to tighten your lips and strain your shoulders, otherwise you never know. You will forget yourself from where leaked carelessness comes from, and then default, the crisis and the husband will come intoxicated again.
And then the girls drag their burden of frowning vigilance, and the hardest thing for them when everything is fine. These are the most worrisome days: you can’t relax, you can’t believe that you are pulling honey from the fields, not gunpowder, and just enjoy the passing day. After all, life, of course, will not forgive such frivolity, and even a mother, an aged mother, will not understand. Because, if you are happy, you are not from your pack – you are someone else’s offspring, and they loved you for nothing.