I have regrets from my youth that I am surprised and relieved my sons haven’t replicated.
For the rest, I’m glad I’m not a single-parent. Feigning ignorance may not be more moral than calling things out in the moment, across the generational, gender, and familial-divide(sue me if that’s a non-term, I’m not creative or motivated-enough to do better at this moment), but I believe it was less-awkward and seems to have worked-out.
None did, somehow, just inappropriate behaviors in company /not-being-as-discrete-about-none-of-my-business-as-they-thought-they-were-being, and all, save one maybe, have grown out of even that.
I am very awkward, just no longer a problem the general-public would ever notice and much-less having to constantly keep myself in check now the hormones have … honestly, all but abandoned me, especially when needed and appropriate. Life is grand.
EDIT: I’ve said nothing here about lessons-learned. I can breathe without magically-and-constantly-offending strangers and acquainences today, but I was so used to the alternative for so long that I’ll never get used to “fitting-in”, nor do I want to. I’ve seen what’s broadly tolerated.
I have regrets from my youth that I am surprised and relieved my sons haven’t replicated.
For the rest, I’m glad I’m not a single-parent. Feigning ignorance may not be more moral than calling things out in the moment, across the generational, gender, and familial-divide(sue me if that’s a non-term, I’m not creative or motivated-enough to do better at this moment), but I believe it was less-awkward and seems to have worked-out.
your kids didn’t inherit prion disease girl horny?
edit: you previously mentioned daughters, did they inherit prion disease girl horny?
None did, somehow, just inappropriate behaviors in company /not-being-as-discrete-about-none-of-my-business-as-they-thought-they-were-being, and all, save one maybe, have grown out of even that.
so … your “lesson learned” is to not be awkward? did i summarize that correctly?
if that’s your point, well, awkwardness is in the eye of the beholder.
I am very awkward, just no longer a problem the general-public would ever notice and much-less having to constantly keep myself in check now the hormones have … honestly, all but abandoned me, especially when needed and appropriate. Life is grand.
EDIT: I’ve said nothing here about lessons-learned. I can breathe without magically-and-constantly-offending strangers and acquainences today, but I was so used to the alternative for so long that I’ll never get used to “fitting-in”, nor do I want to. I’ve seen what’s broadly tolerated.