Except apparently it isn’t. Studies show that depression and suicide in young people are increasing. How can this be if they are all such beautiful, clever and special flowers? Why are they as fragile as snowflakes in the midday sun, melting into puddles of water? Perhaps, and this is just a guess, it’s because of the dissonance they experience when the real world smashes the illusions that we’ve been encouraging. They meet someone really smart; they realise that their ideas aren’t that original; there is someone else better than them at everything they do. We are all unique, special and different but most of us aren’t exceptional and none of us are exceptional at everything.
Which brings me to my title. Would we be better off bringing up our
children by crushing their nasty little egos?
Telling our little flowers that really, they are not that smart or fast and
nobody owes them anything. If they want
to do well they’ll have to study and train and practice. If they want friends they’ll need to be friendly. If they want people to treat them well, then
they should treat others well.
But we can’t crush their dreams; they’ll
blame us for the rest of their lives. “I
wanted to be an astronaut, but my mother told me I wasn’t smart enough, so I
gave up and now I have issues.” Well if
she really isn’t smart enough, she won’t realise that particular dream anyway
and it will be crushed and she will blame you anyway for setting her up to fail. “Why didn’t you tell me?” she’ll ask. “Now my whole self-image is a
lie.”
Of course telling them the truth isn’t necessarily crushing their
dreams, merely pointing out that some dreams are harder to reach than
others. Some require a lot more work and maybe the pay out won’t make the effort worth it. Maybe this dream isn’t worth pursuing. Maybe
there is something more in line with your actual abilities.
It’s a freaky idea, to crush someone’s ego but don’t we all need
to know that we’re not the centre of the universe.
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