This is my story.

I hate that word.

I mean, how many other people in the world are “babe” in a relationship? How many other people have you called “babe” in the past?

This just came up because a friend and I were talking about how some people will just jump into anyone’s arms just for the sake of being in a “relationship.” They can’t stand to be alone. There’s no feeling between the two of them; they just lie to themselves.

x: they both dont try

x: and just goes bad

x: and beings to fall apart

x: then they rush to something that looks better

x: and the same thing

y: I think some people just want someone to call their significant other

x: “I honestly don’t understand everyone’s obsession with being in a relationship. Like do you people depend on relationships? Do you need the feeling of someone always being there? I guess that’s just me, I’ve always been very independent.”

“There’s no hope. What has happened to this generation?”

It got me thinking…

“I will not expose my (future) kids to anything like tumblr. That girl is only thirteen and yet, her blog is full of profanity, drugs, sex, and things thirteen year olds should not concern themselves with.”

But no. Instead, I should educate them in what’s right and wrong, what’s healthy and harmful before it’s too late. Not bringing it up and hiding it from them won’t protect them. At least, not for long. They’ll eventually find out. They’ll be curious. And who knows what happens after. I don’t want to live in blissful ignorance thinking my kids have no idea what’s out there when in reality, they probably know more than I do.

I feel bad for some parents living in blissful ignorance, thinking their child isn’t doing anything behind their backs. “Oh, they’re young. They have nothing to worry about. They don’t know about anything. Just leave them alone.” And how disappointed and heartbroken they are when they find out. I especially feel sorry for the kids whose parents don’t give them any attention.

I hope my (future) kids and I have a great relationship just like I do with my parents. I hope they will be straight an honest with me. I hope they will believe in me and trust me.

I don’t care if anyone thinks this post is “wrong” or disagrees with me.

I don’t care if “every kid is bound to break the rules.” I don’t care if you think your kids should do whatever they want just because “they’re old enough.” I don’t care if you let your child be irresponsible, if you let your child go out with their friends you’ve never met, have a drink, and somehow end up in jail.

I don’t care if you think every child is going to end up bad (and you somehow give up on them) because I have faith in my children (and other children). I have faith they will do the right thing if I educate them enough. Go ahead. Laugh. Call me stupid. Tell me it’s a waste of time. But you know what? I have nothing to lose, do I?