Twatalert you asked how it made a difference.
One instance that springs to mind. I was about 6 and mother and I had gone to visit a friend of hers, we never saw her before or after, i don't know who she was.
She was lovely to me and brought me a glass of squash with a crazy straw in. I don't know if they're still around but it was a curly plastic straw made of hard plastic that you reused.
I thought it was wonderful and asked her if i could keep it, because I thought it was a throwaway straw. She said very gently 'no I'm sorry because then my little girl will miss it'.
I was devastated with embarrassment and whispered 'I'm sorry I thought it was to throw away, I didn't know' she whispered back 'I know you didn't know, I understand'.
I nearly cried at how kind she was and how she understood to whisper back so Mum didn't find out I'd asked for something.
I don't know who she was but in that moment I realised I wasn't horrific for asking for something and also that some Mums were kind.
I don't know that it ultimately did me any good but at least I didn't have to withstand some terrifying public meltdown over it. I wished I could be her little girl.