Suck It Up
I am a Gen X kid. I was born as the last "official" wave of military started being brought home from Vietnam. Kids those days were expected to be seen and not heard. Not in a "be silent, you're bugging me", but a "you don't have a say in your life, so just push through, suck it up, and deal" kind of way. "Suck it up" wasn't what my dad would say. It was "Stop crying, or I'll give you something to cry about". It wasn't what my mom would say, either. It was "You're being overly-dramatic" or "Stop being so sensitive!". My parents were a perfect product of their age and how they were raised. I know, logically, that they loved me the best way they knew how. The fact was, though, this meant they frequently dismissed my own feelings as unimportant or inconvenient. I know now, at 51, that how they'd been raised (I'd heard the stories - CPS would have been ALL over my grandparents) created a ...