I've had a crazy, insane, chaotic, and disturbing few days! First, my moochy sister in law announces she's pregnant with #3 while living with my parents and lifting a finger NEVER to help.... then I read about these insane 12yo girls who stabbed their friend 19 times to prove some mythological creature exists (who happens to be a character in my daughters' favorite game, Minecraft... oh, joy). How the hell do all of these topics fit into one day? I have no idea. But it kinda freaks me out and pisses me off at the same time, so I guess it can happen. Now don't get me wrong; I like a good myth just like the next cat, but if that myth is inspiring murders, I'm not so inclined.
Ok, ok.... I'd absolutely love to dish on family drama this whole post, but I think what I said in my opening was more than enough to get the point across. Let me add one simple fact of life: you will never get anywhere if you're not grateful for what you have now. That is all.
Now... these girls stabbing their friend 19 times to prove this "Slender Man" character exists? That's what I really want to post about, and for multiple reasons.
I'll start with addressing the whole, "I blame such-and-such media for me committing this crime because I was influenced and it made me do it!" attitude.
IT'S A FUCKING COP-OUT, PEOPLE. Plain and simple.
One more way for people to get out of taking responsibility for their own actions. And no, I'm not saying this from a judgmental point of view. I'm saying this from the point of view of a mother who has done some pretty self-destructive things to find her way to productivity. When will people begin to realize that there's nothing wrong with being flawed? Being imperfect? Being HUMAN?
This is where parents come in. What are you telling your children? If you're completely restricting their access to horror and that's what they love, guess what? They'll find ways to experience it without you. If you find ways to make them feel like sex is a punishable offense without explaining why, they'll find ways to do it without you and find out for themselves.
Take the middle ground. That's kind of where I stand with my kids, and so far, so good - knock on wood - they do homework without being asked, grumble minimally at chores, and know their lives could be 100% worse than what they are.
Oh, and by the way, I write horror, which my kids insist on reading. Because they like being freaked out when it's not real. Because they know it's not real. We've watched all of Dexter together. They love it, but don't intend on killing anyone... nor have they ever killed or been mean to animals, which is usually a sign of being a killer. My daughters and my son hug each other good night, bicker, make up, clean together, demand hugs from me, make smart-ass comments, and bring home decent grades. Not saying we don't have our issues, but I think - all things considered - these three kids of mine are pretty damn amazing.
AND I DO NOT WALK AWAY FROM AWKWARD QUESTIONS.
I answer them, even if they make me uncomfortable.
It's our job as parents to be okay with uncomfortable because we've lived life and been through that uncomfortable phase, while our kids are looking for guidance. They haven't lived long enough to be good at being uncomfortable or addressing issues that need addressing even though it could cause problems.
That's why we're called adults and parents! Duh!
Alright, alright... I went on a rant and forgot to go into my fascination with cryptozoology. That's ok =). I can do that next time or tomorrow, or whenever it freaks me out again, hahaha!
Bigfoot, anyone? ;)
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