Not take away their children the right to choose
A Life / / December 19, 2019
Practicing psychologist Vyacheslav Veto shows how important it is to give the child the right to choose and the possibility to decide what will be his life. Even if you are unsure, while all around are sure they know "the best."
Vyacheslav veto
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My son is now 17.
And last summer, after school, he did not arrive anywhere.
I went to work and already provides itself.
Almost everything.
Yes, and what about the next summer he was also not sure yet.
Doubts.
Do you need to do.
And all around (relatives, of course, but not only) in this regard is very nervous.
And every now and then I asked: "And you, Glory, that in this respect do you think?"
And he heard my answer, all are surprised, and why am I so calm?
And what I did not try to influence him ?!
And I really have... do not calm!
And if only they knew how hard me.
So heavy.
Hold the line I chose once in a relationship with my son.
And I still hold on.
I am struggling.
And I was terribly afraid that I would be "wrong."
And all this is my "experiment" someday "will end badly."
And everyone around me to be sure to indicate this.
And they say that it was all my fault.
That sat back and did nothing ...
I like going against some of the flow.
Wide.
Deep.
Powerful.
And the absolute certainty that he was right.
Flow under the name "My whole family."
Up to the seventh generation ...
She, my family, knows exactly what it takes to my son.
They bl... absolutely sure.
And they do not have any doubts.
Of course, to give up work!
Of course, to go to college!
There's even nothing to think about!
Because - the army.
Because - it.
Because - ce.
And I think in this respect this.
I think it's them... none of their business.
And it is not even mine.
And this is the case of my son.
And only his.
It's his life.
And it's up to him how he it live.
Own life.
I've been at one time very much like the literary institution to act.
But my dad, when I heard about it, looked at me.
That I just somehow stopped short, and even stopped to think about it.
And I went to the engineers.
Because the "bread and butter has always enough."
And that, I am now developing a chip?
With a spacing of 50 nanometers.
Payayu or TV?
Not.
I write every day.
And even, sometimes, at night.
And which of us was right, it turns out?
I or my father ?!
And I remember how I had not feed bread in my 30 years, when I suddenly became interested in psychology.
Let alone even learn something.
Art therapy, for example.
Or psychodrama ...
So, tell me, who would know?
Who could have foreseen it?
That I would be a therapist?
Yes, no one could.
Even me.
Therefore it is not them to decide.
How to live to my son.
And it is not me.
Let him decide.
And me only require one.
Support him in his every interest.
Whatever it may be.
Because nobody knows what awaits him ahead.
And what will actually be his happiness.
Now I do not know.
Let him looking for him.
Happiness.
And I can only believe.
What he finds it necessary.