So I don't know about you guys...

Good parents. My parents only gave me some shit about like, telling an adult if someone touches you in a way that makes you feel uncomfortable, without elaborating on where that touch might be or why people do it. Didn't have any idea what the fuck they were talking about at the time, and I didn't end up reporting it when I started receiving illegal DMs on EP lol.

My father was in law enforcement. He saw the worst of society day in and day out. Dealt with dead kids my age a few times as I was growing up. He never sugar coated real life dangers.

There are harsh realities in everyday life and it's often hard to tell who the good from the bad are.

So were always taught to be polite and respectful but treat everyone at arms length.

Pretty good advice for most situations and people you meet as a youngster.

I I think there has to be some happy medium between sheltering our kids And not sugarcoating it. Maybe in some areas that are full of crime you have to be that way with your kids

My parents did the same thing. They made sure to illustrate the sort of traits that made someone "socially acceptable" versus someone whose demeanor, vernacular or friends were going to lead them to be poorly perceived at best. Not to mention what could lead someone, as you said, to jail or worse.

My father doesn't sugar coat anything. My mom is tactful, but honest. I learned who to stay away from and why. When I got older the full meaning of their words became much clearer once I had more experience in life. They meant more. I always appreciated that about my parents.

My parents didn't sugarcoat things either, especially when disciplining us. They wanted us to make the best decisions in growing up

Your parents judged too much

Same with mine. My mother used to tell us, "fair or not, you [b]are[/b] judged by the company you keep." She also understood the power of peer groups and urged us not to get involved with kids who, (she’d say) "had no goals or plans".

Same here. If infact they gave us many hard truths. ☺️

Totally understood. At the end of the day it's about your own [b] personal [/b] choice. I see a lot of rich kids who come from two parent homes. And still choose drugs. It's about choice. It's up to US to make the right ones. ☺️

Because of how my uber religious extremist church secretary treated my Dad and myself, I learned the harsh reality of life when her lies and jealousy eventually cost my Dad his life two months before my 11th birthday in late february 1981.