I have coined a term. Wearing their adult. When I first said it when I was in different contexts presented my book tenth floor startled everyone to. ” Wearing their adult?” At the Book Fair said these three words in different contexts, as a summary of a problem, an event, something that we have to pay attention, but we are trying to alienate us from. We adults do not want it to be so; that our young bears us. Just because occurs a prison on the young.
I have coined other terms. The gap such. When I named TV- series to the gap rebounding people also. It did not use the word in the broad sense, at least not as often, which you then have done.
So, I have given a name to be one of the most popular. EBBA. It was just old ladies and Ebba Witt Brattström called EBBA 1990. Besides, I've found the name Yrla as many since have been named. It is a mixture of swirl and dizzy.
I'm proud of. This is a preamble. But I could not stop myself from boasting some.
Back to the original point: Wearing their adult.
When you have left childhood and enters adolescence sees more. You see their adult- usually parents – their shortcomings, their longings and their grief. It can be disruptive. It is in any case changing. It raises one's compassion. They just love their adult, oavsett. They want to do everything for them, deep inside. It is the child's curse to some extent. Children are so far the only possible their parents loyal. Often parents do not see it. It's the prison. Not only the parents are blind to the young. The adult world as a whole want to project as much as they have lost on the youth. Our whole society is projecting carelessness of youth. We can all see how strong they look, how healthy their skin is, how to cope with their eyes. And they have life ahead of them.
And we see how casually they appear. How they laugh. How they join together in their clusters and goes. The adult world claim to have fun. That they should have fun. You are young and strong and have your whole life ahead of you! Nej, they do not think of their adult, they do not worry about her sad mother or father, they think of their friends, the guys, on girls, to have fun! They want to party!
We do not see that they carry us. you might. It is painful.
It is as if the adult world makes young people into beings without soul. We claim that they do not need us. That they do not long for us, lack us, need to fill up the power and security and affirmation and love with us. We also say that they do not care about us and how we feel; they're young and strong and have life ahead of them!
Recently they were children. It seems the adult world to forget. Sometimes like to forget. They see the big out, packed in adults young strong bodies and with just that: life ahead of them. The most enviable. They can obviously have long disquisitions about the world and society and politics and life- intellectually, they can also be very adult. So now is the time, think some adults, Now it's time for me. Now finally I'll do what I want, for now my children big and need me no more. look for yourself! The glaring defiantly at me wrapped in an adult's body.
The stretching of the neck in all its beauty. Not can it be that they see my despair, they can not be so that they understand my vulnerability, loneliness, my sorrow. They are young, they are beautiful in the way that young people are always, they have life ahead of them! Nej, they do not carry me. They do not carry us. They are a separate species, a flock of people without love for other than themselves. We do not see that they have to take inspiration from us, that the natural leap from childhood are not the same thing as they do not need us, or that they do not see us. They were just kids. But now they are big enough to see their adult. They love their adult. Their heart breaks their adult. How can they help carry us? Man wearing them you love. It just happens. That is how relationships looks. Vad kan man göra? Should we leave each other? But they carry their young adults?
Youth is a kind of prison. We see them – at best anyway – when children. We see their needs. We protect them from our own despair as much as we can, we do not expect them to take any emotional responsibility for anyone but themselves. We wear them. Then they enter the adult package. And we say that they are strong, have life ahead of them and do not care about us, for young people only care about themselves. The adult world both envy and despise the young. We make them very lonely.
They suddenly see so much more. They see their parents' pain.
One should not forget it. As a parent, you have to continue to see. As humans must always continue, as much as you can, take responsibility for themselves and their parenting. We must not close their minds to the children. One has to look beyond the surface and ideas. Especially when children are in the fragile time as youth, often look so strong and radiant. Be careful with them. Sea indulgence. Do not let them carry you. Tell them that life is good. That you are in charge, no matter what happens. You remain.
