I know opinions on this vary a lot depending on the country and culture, so I’m curious what others think. Personally, I have a 22-year-old son. I bought him a house and a car, I pay for his university tuition (his grades are high enough for a state-subsidized spot, but we feel that should go to someone more in need), and I basically support him fully. We want him to focus on his studies and enjoy this stage of his life. He will finish his dentistry degree in 2028, and then we plan to finance the opening of his private practice. We’ll stop providing financial support once he’s earning enough to live comfortably on his own. I see many parents online (especially in North America) talking about kids moving out at 18, paying rent to live at home, and covering their own bills, and it honestly shocks me. That feels unfathomable to me. I believe that as parents, we have a duty to give our children a good life since we brought them into this world.
You have singlehandedly removed the biggest obstacles he would have faced otherwise. It will make his life easier and “let him focus on other things”, sure, but don’t think for a second that you didn’t put him in a very privileged position from which he never learned to struggle and advance on his own merits. You have planned out everything for him in advance, up to opening his own practice, which I personally think is too much micromanagement from a parent.
This OP post has got to be fake. I can’t believe the number of people taking it seriously and then agreeing.
i live in boston ma.
probably like 10-20% of the population is like OP. tons of wealthy people who have planned and paid out their childrens entire lives.
and their children still hate them… and are often massively immature and childish because they will never have to be adults who made their own choices, pay their own bills, etc.
it is very real, and very common among the top 10% wealthiest americans. the types who go ivy league schools.
I’ve met people like this.
Literally enough money to never work and still live comfortably. I was talking to a wife of one that made her husband start a business simply because he was out golfing too much.
Yeah, this reeks of the other creative writing posts that have been cropping up here from time to time.
Decent question for discussion with a minorly contreversial/odd twist, from a brand new account as the only post on it.
I’ll give OP credit for actually responding twice in the comments. Most of the time these types of posts they just drop it and run, then delete it between a few hours and a day later.
I’m actually quite surprised how many here seem to be agreeing with this considering the level of resentment towards wealthy people I see here on daily basis.
because people don’t like it when other people are welathy… but if they were wealthy they’d do the same things the wealtyh do that they hate.
and they don’t see the irony or hypocracy. because it’s ‘different’ if they do it. and only bad if someone else does it.
It’s a great topic to bait class conflict.
I imagine a lot of lemmy users are tech-savvy, decent jobs, basically ‘comfortable’ in life. People who consider college education a necessity and part of parental responsibility, whether that means paying tuition outright, co-signing loans, or just letting their kid live at home until graduation.
I also imagine a lot of lemmy users are young people, struggling to balance the increasingly burdensome costs of housing, life, maybe school debt (depending on nationality). Maybe with their own kids put completely off the table by their immediate financial situation.
Both of those stereotypes can resent wealthy people. That first group means trust-fund kids and nepo-babies who graduate into leadership positions in their parents’ companies. The second group means the first.
FR. My dad is dead and my mom is broke. And she’s partially broke because she helped me pay for college and I’m beyond grateful. But there’s no way she could help me financially anymore.
I actually know a lot of people from where I went to high school who were treated this way…
yep, this is classic helicopter parenting