As a child I was quick to speak, read, write, etc., but I was extremely forgetful, absent-minded, and messy/disorganised. My house was such a mess but my siblings and I were never asked to help with chores. My youngest sibling was born when I was a teenager and we had just moved house. My wider family thought nothing of telling my mum and I how lazy and immature I was whilst comparing me to similar aged cousins who had part-time cleaning jobs. My mum believed it was pointless for children/teenagers to do house chores and said she’d rather focus on my education. If I did attempt things, she’d nervously hover over me and make critical remarks to the point where I’d tell her to f**k off and go upstairs and cry (I was horrible!). Looking back, it was her anxiety about things being done a certain way, but I didn’t see it like that. She’d also rush to take over if I struggled with anything.
Anyway, to my parents’ horror, I dropped out of A Levels because I didn’t have the organisational/executive functioning skills to manage. I ended up getting a job where I was absolutely ridiculed for taking ages to make a bed, not knowing not to put metal in a microwave (we didn’t have a microwave at home because DM believed they were toxic), I couldn’t cook, etc. Other people my age knew how to do those things and called me all sorts. I’m very close to my mum and I don’t want to disrespect her, but she very much believed in following a child’s natural developmental pace and because I had never shown much interest in housework or cooking, she didn’t push it. I don’t think she believed in rewards either. Her attitude was that housework isn’t rocket science (true) and I’d learn as a grown-up.
As an adult, I still see myself as incompetent and regularly feel completely overwhelmed with every day tasks and demands. I keep my house clean and tidy but it takes a lot of spoons and if it starts to get messy, I see myself as a failure - as a result of being laughed at and called lazy. I don’t always like myself very much because I’m co-dependent on others and let them make decisions for me. If I struggle with something, I wait for someone else to take over, but it’s not who I want to be.
I’m only saying this because I’m part of a number of parenting/SEN groups (I have ADHD and my son is autistic) and I see a lot about low demand parenting and following a child’s natural developmental pace, but I’m not convinced.
AIBU to wish I had been given more responsibility and guidance because the “real world” was brutal and you can only change yourself, not how others treat or perceive you.
(I know this post comes across as very self-indulgent but I wanted to get it off my chest).