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Sep. 27th, 2003 03:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
When we are young the only way that we can be persuaded to do unpleasant things is to be told that they are good for us. Nobody ever needs to tell us that things we like are good for us, because we do them without needing reinforcement.
This gives rise to the strange feeling that things are only good for us if they are unpleasant. I wonder if this has generally negative effects.
This gives rise to the strange feeling that things are only good for us if they are unpleasant. I wonder if this has generally negative effects.
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Date: 2003-09-27 09:04 am (UTC)Hmmmmm
Date: 2003-09-27 10:43 am (UTC)Sigh.
I had a smart mom. Instead of forbidding make-up, we got our colours done and got a Merle Norman make-over. Bought me $100 worth of toner and power and cleansers and eyeshadow. Instead of getting uppity about shaving, looong before I even asked she bought me a Remington razor set and told me shaving or not shaving was my decision., She found she didn't sweat so much, but whatever I did I should never lay a finger on anyone else's razor. Not sanitary and not only would I probably cut myself the owner of the razor could be in a mess.
And many other things.
Smart mom.
Katja
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Date: 2003-09-27 12:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-27 12:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-27 07:49 pm (UTC)Example: Normally, I hate spinach in any way, shape, or form. I know it's good for me, but I simply can't get past the texture or flavour. Recently, I had dinner with friends who are vegetarians. Roz didn't really know my taste preferences & made some sort of spinach-cheese casserole. Being a polite guest, I decided to go ahead & take a small portion (figuring if all else failed, I could sneak it on to hubby's plate since he does like spinach). It was goooood. I went back for a 2nd, larger portion. (& a 3rd, but let's not go into how much of a pig I can be.)
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Date: 2003-09-29 01:11 am (UTC)