Parunts live vicariously through their spawn - Research shows :rolleyes2

Just like we always say on here, breeders think they are recreating themselves when they spawn. Now their precious parunthood studies are confirming that they quite firmly live through their kydz.

There is just something so damn creepy about it. Do they really believe that this new person is them 2.0? Or is it a matter of being upclose to something you've always enjoyed or wanted to do (the way some people would follow sports or watch some genre filmmaking)?

I have the feeling it is the former. Breeders are feeble-minded and narcissistic enough to deny the individuality of their children. Until they're forced to accept it, of course.

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Yes, mom may really be pushing you into marching band because she always wanted to be drum major. New research finds that, consistent with what kids may believe, parents really do hope to live out unfulfilled ambitions through their children.

Parents are more likely to hope that their child fulfills their own broken dreams when they see their kid as part of themselves, according to the study, which appears online today (June 19) in the journal PLOS ONE.

"The child's achievements may come to function as a surrogate for parents' own unfulfilled ambitions," said study researcher Eddie Brummelman, a doctoral psychology student at Utrecht University in the Netherlands. "In this way, a sense of oneness with their children may compel parents to transfer their unfulfilled ambitions on to them.

The more they thought of their child as an extension of themselves, the more strongly they wanted the child to achieve their unfulfilled ambitions."

Parents Really Do Want To Live Through Their Kids, Research Confirms

They didn't need a research grant to prove that, it's our breeder-centric society's stock and trade. Moo and Duh don't want anyone or anything to derail their ambitions for little Johnny, especially with nasty stuff like REALITY. Johnny's living a dream for 3 here.

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Johnny's living a dream for 3 here.

And therein lies the tragedy. So Johnny ends up not fulfilling the ONE dream he should, his. So that dream becomes an accounts payable debt for the next generation when Johnny spawns.

I saw this with my aunt and uncle, who had 4. They honestly didn't seem to have any life, hobbies, or interests outside of what the kids were doing at any given moment. Kids' stuff dominated their conversations. It all just seemed so sad to me.

I'm with the others: no one had to do a research study to prove this.

Those can't do, breed.

These are breeders who were too dumb or unmotivated to do anything with their own lives, so they ground out some brats and made it their problem to actually do something instead.

Unless, of course, it interferes with them giving breeder grandbrats. And if they don't, "What, do you think you're too good for that?"

The children of these kinds of breeders live in a state of tension, where they have to achieve their lazy idiot breeder's dreams, but at the same time they can't be too good or too uppity about it lest they offend idiot breeder's pride.

Personally, I advocate moving cross country on the day of their 18th birthday as a solution for these children.

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Personally, I advocate moving cross country on the day of their 18th birthday as a solution for these children.

This is precisely what my pen pal is doing. She's a fencesitter, but she's moving from Scotland to England to get away from her mother. If she has children, she doesn't want her mother anywhere near them.

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"Be yourself, no matter what. Some will adore you, and some will hate everything about you, but who cares?

It's your life. Make the most out of it."

I wish breeders who are guilty of this shit, and I have known plenty who are, would take a reality break and realize a few things which would include the following:


1)Your child isn't your clone, and even if he was, he has his own mind, soul, thoughts, ambitions, and personality. Your child is NOT a younger version of YOU.

2)Until time travel is invented there are NO "do overs". If whatever it is you wanted to do was required to have been done in your youth, such as becoming Miss America or the captain of the football team, and you didn't get it done, you are shit out of luck. EVEN IF your kid happens to accomplish something you never did but always wished you had, it is HIS accomplishment, and his alone.

3)Your child won't give you immortality because he carries half your DNA any more than one of your siblings does. It'd also behoove you to realize that you are more closely genetically linked to a sister or brother than you are to your own child. Using that logic, if your sister or brother were to outlive you, does that make you immortal? No, it doesn't, and everyone else realizes this and when you claim you will, "live on!" because you created a self replicant it makes you sound like an ass. We ALL get one life and whether we have children doesn't change that very real fact of life.

4)Instead of spending every waking moment trying to force your child to cure cancer, or whatever, why not get off your lazy ass and DO IT yourself? Why put that type of pressure onto someone else when it's something YOU wanted to do with your life? Try and realize your kid's "dream" more than likely isn't the same as yours.

5)When you live vicariously through your child you are doing him a terrible disservice and are making yourself look pathetic.


....among others, but those came into my mind first.

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If YOU are the "exception" to what I am saying, then why does my commentary bother you so much?
I don't hate your kids, I HATE YOU!

The one good thing about my backwards country is that women older than me didn't get a chance to better their education, travel, make reproductive choices, etc. Therefore most women I meet tell me not to dare have kids because "all you'll be able to do is live through them". I'm the first person in my family line to go to university so my parents and grandparents are living through me. I'm their little "cancer curer" although I've made it clear I want to specialise in evolutionary genetics. It's kind of sad and I never want it to happen to me.

One thing I can be sure of is that they don't want to see me living through anyone. I feel pretty blessed to have such a great family in that sense.

I've never understood the idea of experiencing identity or immortality or whatever through the byproduct of one's DNA.

But then, I've always been a creative/artsy fartsy/business woman type of person -- too busy DOING STUFF and possibly even MAKING A POSITIVE DIFFERENCE on this planet, rather than leave things up to chance in case I spawn some fucking useless autard or whatever people are all doing now when they breed.

I'd rather GIVE to this planet than TAKE from it.

I used to work with this guy who was a doctor. He was a doctor, his Dad was a doctor, and so was his grandfather. They all had the same name, too. It was Robert I, Robert II - you get the picture.

Moo gives him his Golden Penis, who is named after himself and the other doctors, and it's expected that he is going to take over the family practice one day. Golden Penis is elevated to Jesus status from birth. However, Golden Penis has a learning disability and ADHD. Chances are, he's not even going to go to college.

So, Duh focuses on Golden Penis number two, who also has a learning disability and ends up with an anxiety disorder like his mother. He's not going to college, either.

Duh is so crushed that both of his sons are "worthless" to him, that he had ZERO relationship with them for their entire childhood.

Now they are adults, and Duh can't figure out why his sons don't speak with him - but he's still holding out hope that they will have sons of their own - who will go on to inherit the family practice.

I lost track of them after I left the job I was working with him at. What a miserable bunch of narcissistic losers.

Can you imagine going through life having no relationship with your parents because you're not "good enough" for them?

Parenthood does not make you a better person.

I didn't know this required a study when I thought it was common knowledge already.

The average breeder already has their child's whole life planned out from start to finish before the kid is even conceived, and then there is often a lot of abuse (verbal, physical, mental) when the child dares try to be an individual in any way, deviating from his or her chosen path.

I hate to bring her up again, but my mother did just this to me, and continues to do so. She always wanted to go to college and couldn't because there were no student loans when she was in her 20s. Sooo she forces me to go to college, not even bothering to ask if I want to go, or letting me have the option of choosing an actually useful major and not a bullshit art major. Every time I made the Dean's List - which I didn't really give a fuck about - she made sure to have it mentioned in the college section of the newspaper along with something like, "Cambion is the daughter of Cambion'sMom...." Gotta make sure everyone knows I'm HER daughter so she can take a little of the credit. Oh, but only when I do something good. If I do something "bad" then she had nothing to do with that.

She also does shit like expects me to be afraid of the same things she is afraid of. She's afraid of driving over 40 miles an hour on a highway, which means I am expected to be too. This is why I am not allowed to seek employment outside of town - working more than 10 minutes away means highway travel, and since I'm supposed to be afraid of that like she is, I can't take her car that far away. She would be scared to drive a vehicle that isn't hers, and acts shocked when I can do so when someone needs me to drive their car for them. She would also encourage me to make "friends" with people so I could use them for favors later on. Like how she found out there was a student at my old school that was from my hometown. I was instructed to go make friends with this total stranger just so I could carpool home with her. Sorry cunt, I make friends with people because I care about them, not because I can make good use of them. Then Mom occasionally whines about why no one loves her. Yeah, gee, I wonder. At the very least, she didn't give me her name. The parents who name their kids "Mark II" really seem to be trying to send the message home that their kid is a clone, not even bothering to give them a different name from Duh or Grand-Duh.

Parents/breeders seem to believe that just because their DNA created a child that the child must be a perfect clone of themselves. Once in a while, sure, a kid might follow in their parents' footsteps, but a kid is a totally separate entity with their own thoughts and dreams and talents, and to treat them like nothing more than an extension of the parents is a good way to ensure the kid won't talk to Moo and Duh when it becomes an adult.

Just like how my parents tried to push me into hunting and fishing, into religion and into current fashions and into extensive gardening/landscaping... I ended up everything they never wanted to be.

Most likely by the time I'll have moved out of Oregon and have to come back temporarily to find them a nice nursing home or senior foster home that they could ideally be together in & handle the estates, they won't recognize me since I'll most likely be a somewhat bizarre-looking bag of bones emo-looking person with extremely long hair (possibly even to my ankles) and tattoos, several plastic surgeries and tattoos and extreme body modifications, not the chubby cisgender Gerber Baby they remember...