Defiant.
I’ve never understood defiance.
To be fair, I shy away from confrontation more often than not. If people are angry, I’ll let them yell at me until they’ve calmed down, and then I’ll talk to them. Particularly when it comes to my mother; I rarely backchat her or even defend myself until I’ve heard her out.
More often than not, I’ll realise that she has a point, somewhere along the line. Sometimes she blows things out of proportion; sometimes I do. Once we’ve talked about it though, we both calm down, and we reach an agreement of sorts. It works out well for both of us.
My siblings, it seems, have never been able to help themselves.
They have to argue, every single time. It’s insane. Mum’s standing there, trying to make them understand that it’s their behaviour that gets them into trouble, and they’re fighting her the whole time. They always need to have the last word, and they can never just say, “Yes, Mum.”
I just don’t understand what they’re trying to achieve by such blatant defiance. It doesn’t get them anywhere. They’re not better off, and it certainly doesn’t help their relationship with Mum. It worries me, too; are they applying the same attitude to their interactions with their teachers?
I’m not losing sleep over it, but surely it can’t serve them well in the future?
May 15th, 2009 at 5:15 am
Well, I am no expert, but such things as: prove that they are right, that they are better, that they are grown up and don’t have to be told what to do, be the centre of attention and probably a few more are all reasons for arguing with parents, and not stopping to think through.