Was there anything that your parents didn't want to talk to you about?
Looking back, I think my parents…my Mom anyway…were pretty progressive for the early 60’s. One day I was playing Barbies with a neighbor girl. We were about 7. She was Barbie AND Ken, and I had to be Skipper. She took Barbie and Ken behind a curtain and said I couldn’t see what they were doing. I pestered her. She finally say “OK. But DON’T tell your mom!” Then she showed me. Two naked dolls, Ken on top of Barbie. She said this is how grown ups have SEX! I immediately went home and asked my Mom what that was all about…and she told me with no hesitation!
Possibly she was so open about it because she grew up on a farm.
I can’t think of anything that my parents wouldn’t discuss with me.
PS, as an adult, looking back on my little playmate, due to that incident and others, I’m pretty certain she was being sexually molested by her father. That was so unthinkable in those days though that no body ever even considered the possibility.
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Sex. Hello teen pregnancy. I don’t blame them though. I woulda done it anyways. I just would’ve been less sneaky.
They were straight up with me about everything, no matter what age I was.
Congrats on 10K SavoirFaire…I can’t find your party!!
My parents wouldn’t talk about sex at all. I once asked what two dogs were doing and got whacked on the butt for asking. My mom refused to tell me about periods, too. I had to find out at school and when I tried to ask her about it, she told me to just read the book they gave me. When I did start my period she made my dad go out and buy the stuff I needed. I had to figure out how to use that stuff on my own. They didn’t have stick on pads or tampons back then.
Years after I left home, she didn’t want talk when I confronted her about how she punished me physically growing up.
My parents still haven’t talked to me about sex ( thank goodness).
My mum never talked to me about bras, it was I that went up to her when I was 13!
My parents wanted to talk about everything and all the time. Sex, drugs, politics, religion, neighbors, coworkers, and whatever else. My father had several different versions of the sex talk calibrated for different ages, so I got it multiple times. And my mother gave it to me in technical medical talk at age 10.
With diagrams.
They never brought up why they separated even though I think I have a pretty good idea.
My story is much like @chyna‘s…no sex talk, nothing. The first bras were probably hand-me-downs from a cousin who is a couple years older. When the parents decided to breed our dog, I asked if I could watch. The response, of course, was no. I did get to witness the birth of the pups. Watching our dog eat the afterbirth was much more graphic than the breeding would have been. Gracious!
Mom does deserve some credit though. Last Fall, she offered up the sex talk, since I was engaged. She was 85 at the time, and I was 47. A bit late, but the effort was appreciated.
What is up with parents man?
@chyna There were disadvantages, too. It could be a bit much at times. They are pretty awesome, though, so I forgive them for overcompensating. They didn’t get anything but “don’t do it” and “believe what I believe” from their parents. I can understand why they were so concerned not to repeat that.
That’s funny @Pied_Pfeffer!
I once was home on vacation from college. I made the mistake of telling my mom I had an appointment at the clinic that day. She immediately assumed I was pregnant, and kind of lit in to me. I finally broke down and said, “Mom. I have to get a refill of The Pill.” Stopped her cold. She looked at me in shock, then mumbled, “Well, you’re way ahead of me,” and quietly sat down!
LOL!. That’s exactly how I learned about sex, at about the same age, except they were trolls dolls instead of Barbie and Ken. I was at my friend Debbie’s house and we were playing troll dolls and she was making them have sex and I pestered her about and she explained it too me and I could believe it so when I got home I asked my mom and she told me all about sex.
Yeah Lilly! When Mom told me I just thought that was the most ridiculous thing I’d ever heard! Several years later, though, I saw a horse mounting a mare and it clicked…OH! There is a change there that makes this possible!
A shorter list is what my parents did talk to me about. We’re not that close now.
Yeah. How my youngest brother was their favorite even though he’s a douchebag.
My mom talked to me about everything under the sun, except emotions. She never discussed her grief, anger, frustrations, questions, concerns, and most of all, refused to discuss heartbreak. She raised me on the premise that emotions were pathetic signs of weaknesses and that became very difficult for me, as a very sensitive person. I still struggle with whether my emotions are okay or not, what’s normal, what’s too much, and have been horribly cruel to myself when I let my emotions get the best of myself.
I even still remember the camp counselor who instilled in me at age 15: “Knowing your emotions is a sign of strength- there’s strength in vulnerability.” I’m grateful for the counselor even if I’m still trying to learn how to live that quote :D Never underestimate the power of small influences!
I never got the sex talk, at least not that I remember. Frankly, I think that’s unhealthy and as much as I would’ve squirmed and the like, it’s a parents’ responsibility to make sure that’s addressed at some point.
There was too many things that my parents didn’t talk to me about while I was growing up unfortunately.
I came home one day and asked my mom, “What’s a douche (rhyming it with ouch)?” The result was to sit me down with colored medical charts (my dad was a doctor) and explaining. She was so nervous that I didn’t hear a thing she said. I never asked a question after that. As a result, in eighth grade, the girls were talking about intercourse and getting pregnant. I didn’t know that was how you got pregnant. In fourth grade a third grade boy told me about fucking and that you could get pregnant, but I didn’t know that’s what you had to do to get pregnant. My eighth grade friends teased me, “What did you think, you got a wedding ring and got pregnant?” Well, yes, I don’t know that that’s what I thought. But boy, was I ignorant.
Lots of stuff, I was mostly an annoyance to my parents. They preferred school would take care of the important stuff like sex ed and school did so no worries.
The school can’t instill the morality in you though, @Neizvestnaya. It’s not their job, and it would be wrong for them to do that anyway.
Kilts. I told them I wanted a Kilt for Christmas and I got an Erector set instead and they warned me to never bring it up ever again.
@Dutchess_III: Agreed. Luckily I was raised by my grandparents for my first 5yrs and then got to go to an excellent school that taught a general social morality that seems to have worked out pretty well for me.
@Cruiser Should have asked for bagpipes first.
SEX was totally off limits for discussion in my home. What I learned about it came from neighborhood friends and schoolyard talks. IWhen I was becoming curious, I asked my mom point blank, where do babies come from. Here answer was, “You know what Mr. Curtis’ dogs do. Mr. Curtis was our next door enighbor and an avid hunter. He had a pen full of bird dogs in his back yard. I knew they barked alot and howled at the moon sometimes. I knew they defecated all over their pen and often stepped right in it. None of that gave me any earthly clue where babies come from. I was baffled by the answer, but knew enough to realize that it meant that the topic was verboten.
When I got a girl pregnant when we were both 17, my folks came down on me like a ton of bricks. Didn’t I know. Actually, no. Their puritanical silence had left me in a complete mystery about it. All I knew for sure was what my hormone driven body was telling me to do. That one horrible mistake set the stage for a very difficult life. I don’;t blame them. I blame the stupid bluenose culture that produced them.
As a little kid there was this dude who tried to do things to me. He didn’t get very far, as the whole thing was interrupted very fast. My mom learned about it of course, and told me to get the incident out of my head and forget about it.
In equivalence, it was like, just don’t talk about this. Okay lol. But she was right about one thing, don’t talk to strangers lol.
So, for my mom, sexual abuse. Ain’t trying to get people to feel sorry for me or nothing lol, but that is one thing, in whichever terms it came up, she didn’t wanna discuss, whatever brought the subject up. I did learn from my dad though, that herself as a kid went through a shitload of bullshit in that department, so maybe that’s why.
And as far as dad goes, there’s nothing he didn’t talk about or consider with me, as long as he figured I had a mature enough ear for whatever I was asking or what he might have brought up.
@woodcutter That is how it all evolved! I got the bagpipes and when I said I wanted the kilt they said my Oshkosh ‘bgosh overalls would suffice!
It seems like some parents are still afraid of the sex talk; that’s kind of strange.
@Blackberry Yeah…they have this excuse that they aren’t going to discuss it until the kids are “old enough to understand.” Trying to talk to a self conscious, know-it-all teenager about sex is conversation certain to go down in flames. Hell. Start when they ask their first question, at the age of 2 or 3!
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