Nexa wrote:
Atomicflea wrote:
Yikes, see, and that's too much for me. My mom gave me a novela-style slap and a hissed "I am your MOTHER" that still makes me tear up even to this day.
My mom slapped me once when I was a teenager, and I slapped her back twice as hard. Oddly, I don't tear up when I think about it, it still just pisses me off.
Nexa
I've seen situations like this go both ways. Mr. Ambrya has a story about a time as a teenager when he was, in his words, "being a real ******* to [his] mom." His dad basically grabbed him by the back of the neck and flung him down the hallway, and it never happened again. Looking back on it today, he says he completely deserved what he got, and he learned his lesson: his dad would not tolerate anyone treating his wife that way. He finds it amusing that he was being such a jerk and got such an efficient smack-down that he quickly learned never to do it again.
Then there was my family as a teenager (I was being raised by my aunt and uncle due to my mother's alcoholism.) They were big on emotional abuse that sometimes entered into physical abuse. "Discipline" was lectures that sometimes lasted 3 hours or more, usually in the kitchen, boxed in against the breakfast bar and unable to get away. I had to meet their eyes, I could not sign, or roll my eyes, or show any signs of derision. I had to be perfectly attentive. I was not allowed to argue back or state my case when I felt what was being said was unfair. If they said something that was particularly hurtful and I started tearing up, I would be accused of forcing myself to cry or feeling sorry for myself.
Sometimes, if something set them off suddenly, they would grab my arm and dig in with their nails, or squeeze my jaw until my teeth bit into my cheeks and lips. Sometimes, my face would be slapped. I never at any time fought back, and while I'm sure there were times I wasn't perfectly respectful, after almost 20 years of thinking upon it (my default position for many years was to blame myself for it all), I can honestly say--with no self-serving bias--that this behavior on their part was out of line and abusive, and completely over-the-top for the offenses given.
About the time I was 16, I realized I was having anxiety attacks when they got physically violent with me, even when it was just grabbing me. My heart would begin pounding, I'd get short of breath, I'd start feeling panicky, and the feeling would last sometimes for hours after the confrontation had ended. One evening, in a moment that was neutral and non-confrontational, I spoke to my aunt and in a very adult, calm, rational manner told her I would appreciate it if she and my uncle would stop touching me in that sort of violent manner, because I found it extremely upsetting. I thought that was the end of it, until a few weeks later.
Another "lecture" sprung up, I gave in to whatever they were insisting upon and tried to walk away to do whatever it was they wanted me to do, but they weren't done talking at me yet, so my aunt grabbed my arm. And I jerked my arm out of her grasp. So she grabbed me again, and I jerked away again and said, "Don't touch me, I asked you to stop doing that." Next thing I knew, she had my on the floor on my knees with one hand in my hair holding me down and the other hand in a fist, beating on my back. My uncle picked me up, tossed me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, and threw me into another room and shut me in. To this day, I don't know if he did it to humiliate me, or because he realized his wife had gone around the bend and needed to step in and break up the confrontation.
On the spectrum of physical abuse, my aunt and uncle's behavior was actually pretty mild--the emotional abuse, the insults and the things they did that just completely devastated my self-esteem for years to come left more scars. But they WERE abusive, and I work hard to resolve this in my mind and find some reconciliation, because I don't want to repeat that cycle of abuse with my own children.
If I thought for a second that a swift swat on the behind for the purpose of grabbing the attention of a kid that is completely out of control was in any way equivalent, you can bet I'd be on the "no swatting" bandwagon in a heartbeat. But having seen young children--who are not yet capable of channelling their anger and frustration verbally, or have not yet been taught to do so, and therefore manifest it physically--get so out of control that no amount of patience, talking, or attempts to divert them will work, sometimes you just need to do whatever will grab their attention quickly and let them know they have crossed the line of what is acceptable behavior. Like I said, it should be a last resort, not the default position. But every social animal has methods by while the dominant animal brings the younger and more submissive animals into line, usually some form of nipping or physical chastening, and young children tend to reason on a very animal, instinctual level, so it can be affective WITHOUT being abusive.
(sorry, Flea, I tried.)