I was talking with luckykitty today about ~*Asian parenting*~ leading to ~*emotional stuntedness*~ and honestly I don't know what else to blame it on. (As there is a moratorium on blaming one's parents after age 30 for one's life I'm getting the digs in while the going is still good. XD;)
but any poetic mention of romantic love seemed like the worst sort of emotional diarrhoea.
Same here. I always did this instinctive flinch when romantic love was bandied about, the way others do at hearing expletives spoken. I distinctly remember complaining to my older sister why it was that all everybody could sing of in the radio was how in love or heartbroken they were. I may have routinely pulled disgusted faces at her stereo speakers.
And then, like you, I don't know, I got over it somehow? Nothing ~earth-shattering~ happened in the interval but all the same I can now listen to a love song without automatically cringing in embarrassment.
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WILL I EVER GROW OUT OF THIS STAGE :x
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Same here. I always did this instinctive flinch when romantic love was bandied about, the way others do at hearing expletives spoken. I distinctly remember complaining to my older sister why it was that all everybody could sing of in the radio was how in love or heartbroken they were. I may have routinely pulled disgusted faces at her stereo speakers.
And then, like you, I don't know, I got over it somehow? Nothing ~earth-shattering~ happened in the interval but all the same I can now listen to a love song without automatically cringing in embarrassment.
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