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I'm glad my parents didn't give a shit about me. It forced me to learn on my own even if it happened slowly
I am going to be rude and say that this mindset is completely mentally ill.
You'd be projecting a lot onto my simple statement. Not everything is about you and your personal issues.
Edit: Just saw this was a tankie so this checks out.
I am not even an ML. So you can actually go fuck yourself with this dishonest attempt at a character assassination. "I’m glad my parents didn’t give a shit about me." is still an insane thing to say.
It’s not just rude, it makes you look dumb as well. People can have different experiences and views to yours without it being a symptom of mental illness.
I don't think you are considering how people are interdependent. Let's assume someone abandons their child, let's also forget anon in the post here for the sake of simplicity, it signals to the child that they are on their own and that they can make it on their own. This is a falsification of how things work in real life. If you now have a bunch of people who think that they are the masters of their story, you get essentially what's been happening since the capitalist revolutions, the subjectivity of, for example, Americans. And that becomes toxic at some point because it's all about intentionally blinding yourself in regards to the context that things happen in, people start being unable to put themselves in the shoes of others, they can't deal with topics that in the most literal sense concern the environment. Where it gets proper mentally ill is when people internalise as having been in their interest, or as the guy who I'm replying to would put it "I’m glad my parents didn’t give a shit about me."
Similar situation happened with my girlfriend. Her parents did nothing for her, while mine did everything for me. She's younger than me but I still rely on her to take care of certain adult tasks, like scheduling appointments and making phone calls. I have too much anxiety to do it on my own. One time I got a job at a call center to get over my fear of phone calls, and the only thing that did was make it worse. People are so much more rude when they can't see your face!
Unsolicited sales calls - especially at modern day volumes - are about as well-received as someone knocking on your toilet stall to try and convert you to Jesus.
Getting a call center job to overcome your fear of phones sounds like getting waterboarded to overcome your fear of drowning.
Obviously it's not a universal experience but it worked for me. I was on a help desk where I was actually able to fix shit for people though, not doing sales cold calls or something annoying like that.
Ah, fair. That can be a very different experience, especially if you're working with a consistent group of people who recognize you as someone flying in to their rescue.
Yeah, prior to that as a teenager I worked at an auto shop which kind of let me dip my toes into dealing with the public. I could work the counter or if I got overwhelmed just stay in the back. That helped too but I hated the sales aspects of it.
I think people who do work that involves contact with the general public have to be petty emotionally resilient. I am no good at it. A lot of the public are utter wankers and throw you into fight or flight mode.
How on earth do you get to 38 and not have a job?
I'd assume an extreme situation of executive dysfunction combined with some amount of mental illness. Anon's parents are most likely middle class and don't want him to be homeless, and may have not engaged enough with him as a kid/teen and left him to his own devices too much leaving him socially and emotionally stunted compared to his peers.
It's really a challenge that compounds on itself. You feel stunted compared to your peers, so you interact with them less thereby getting less chances to build those social-emotional skills. You pull in more and spend your time isolated and slowly your views of the world get warped by whatever media you consume instead of spending time touching grass and talking to real people in the real world. This then makes it harder to get a job which then makes it harder to go out into the real world to course-correct. As you get older it becomes a bigger and bigger red flag that you've never worked or lived independently, so people are less likely to connect with you. You become more weird and off-putting, and it's just a death spiral that ends with a sink or swim situation of some sort unless the individual happens to connect with someone with the patience to help them build those social-emotional skills they missed out on years before (most commonly a romantic partner or a real life friend)
Throughout my life, I've befriended several people like that. They all have mental or physical disabilities, but you would never know until they told you.
I only know one person like this and he actually tries but parents are rich and he gets fired from everything he does so he ends up back into old habits
other people pay your bills for you. and give you spending money