I often feel like I have no idea what it means to be a good son. I think you know what I mean. You have parents.
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I often feel like I have no idea what it means to be a good son. I think you know what I mean. You have parents.
Emotional LABOR, man. Ugh. For me it’s more of a question of how to respond to (constant) evaluative commentary on the personal choices I’ve made. I just sit there and take it, suck it up, and don’t engage it. As a result of this, I avoid them more than I should and don’t help them out as often as I should (with household chores, etc.) because they seem to take any face time with me as an opportunity for said commentary.