‘Fun’ fact. My mother took the door off of my bedroom when I was a kid. Straight up had no door because how dare I have privacy. This being after she read my journal and found out I was gay. Lovely woman, her. Can’t die faster.
‘Fun’ fact. My mother took the door off of my bedroom when I was a kid. Straight up had no door because how dare I have privacy. This being after she read my journal and found out I was gay. Lovely woman, her. Can’t die faster.
You sound like the type of person to say to their kid “I clothe and feed you, therefore blank” as if clothing/feeding isn’t your literal bare minimum as a parent.
Privacy is conducive to the healthy mindset of someone who is growing. It demonstrates a lack of trust in your child, a gross invasion of basic privacy that is afforded to literally anyone else on the planet and treats the child like a commodity/pet moreso than an individual. Arguing ‘ownership’ over a door is just gross.