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It’s a pretty big ask
A few weeks ago I asked the question on my Facebook page about what parents wanted most for their kids. I did this because when I asked myself the same question my immediate response was “happy”. As was the answer from the majority of others that responded. It’s a pretty natural answer because of course we want our kids to be happy. I want mine to be bouncing off the freaking walls with joy but it had me thinking about what happy was and whether it’s really what we should want for our kids. Stay with me we’re going deep.
It’s a freaking cyber jungle out there. Every generation has had their challenges but I will step forward and say that this generation of kids have it tough. I really believe that. I would not be a teenager in this day and age if you paid me. I don’t need to have some freaky Friday thing happen to get some perspective. When I did some youthful daft thing there were few witnesses and no permanent record. The lifespan of embarrassments and judgement from my generation rarely saw out the week and were pretty localised. Nothing is sacred for our kids. They are constantly connected – no respite from the bombardment of judgement and unachievable imagery, aspiring to fake people and fake images. A constant virtual mauling of their psyche.
I have felt a little rant coming on for a while. Is anyone else sick of reading about getting in shape? Headlines promoting “How to shape up for Summer”. These days we are bombarded with it. In the good old days it was just tv and magazines which was bad enough but now these getting in shape advocates are able to visit us via social media. No where is safe.
The whole body pressure thing is full on enough. Thigh gaps (yes – it’s a thing). People chasing the desire to be skinny (that’s just crazy talk and I can’t fathom why anyone would activity want to achieve skinny #nofun #bony). Getting fitter, stronger, healthier, that I get. But it’s the getting in shape buzz I find interesting.