Thought to live in the world, the will to write was not in a hurry, but the son appeared and demanded to make it urgently.

A strong family in our time is a rarity. Unfortunately, a variety of factors influence: it is difficult for someone to keep up with the modern rhythm of life and there is not enough time for loved ones. Someone finds himself in a strange family and cuts off all old ties. And How children treat their parentsWhen do they need something? Just like walking ATMs.



I hope you're okay with that. But our reader's situation is quite slippery. And they let their own offspring down. That's doubly hurtful. What to do and how to deal with it? It will help, probably, only remarkable willpower and good advice from the outside.

How do children treat their parents? So I decided to share my situation with the public, so to speak. My name is Vasilisa, I am 58 years old. I have a husband 5 years older. Now we are working, but for the last year and a half we are thinking about retirement. We managed to achieve something in life, and just accumulated something. In general, everything is like everyone else: we are happy with what we have, but we would like more.



When my kids were young, I raised them. A boy and a girl a year and a half apart. I remember those days very clearly, and believe me, the children lived together. Probably because of the housing conditions. We have a four-bedroom apartment. There was no need to sit on each other’s heads. Personal space, your own territory. Just what a person of any age needs.

They went to the same school, helped each other in every possible way, then universities went, and the connection began to noticeably lose. My son couldn’t find a girlfriend for a long time. There were, of course, some attempts. But it ended pretty much the same: a couple months of depression and sad eyes with dark circles underneath.

The daughter, on the contrary, wanted to devote herself to study, and then make a good career. But her feelings led her to a young man who later became her husband. Then a grandson was born and her daughter became a classic housewife. The profession that she mastered is developing quite dynamically, and every year her daughter lost her qualifications. This fact is particularly sad for me.



Finally, the son found a bride. A calm girl from another town. We signed up, didn't have a noisy wedding. My father and I gave the young family a nice envelope of money. So there's some development. Time is not the most peaceful, everyone needs money. My son took a loan for an apartment and a car. One problem became less.

But it turns out we were very wrong. This was just the beginning. I'll probably start with my daughter. The role of motherhood is not very close to her. She wants to become a specialist, return to the profession and solve tasks. She loves her grandson, but she doesn’t understand how to spend all her free time with her family. He says it's hard.



Her husband does not like it much, especially since the apartment is his. It turns out that every time he quarrels, he uses this trump card to shut his wife's mouth. It's a shame, especially when you realize there's nothing you can do. Not that he was a bad person, but in his understanding, a man should bring prey, and a woman should watch over the hearth and children. But this approach is not close to the daughter.

The son also began to be disappointed in the marriage: the wife sawed. She doesn’t want to pay off the loan on part of her salary. And then stand behind the stove. She has only one youth, and her money will be useful for something more useful. That, of course, according to her. If your son is a man, let him work. That's what the ladies are looking for.



So the son surrendered first. I met my sister and complained about my life. She didn't stay away either. And this is what they came up with. We were told to write a will at our age. The apartment is nice, the area is suitable. They need it, you see. Parents should help their children.

We're still working. The hands and feet, thank God, are in normal condition. So is the head. In plans to relax a little, do your favorite hobby, travel. We thought the kids were grown up and maybe they would help us. Here's the news. But the son was absolutely impenetrable. He demanded, even yelled. He stood his ground.

Now my husband and I consulted and came to this conclusion: we are changing the apartment. Two bedrooms will be enough for us, and we will have to pay less. The rest of the money will be split in half between the children. Believe me, there will be no unprecedented wealth. Some of our money has been put aside for a rainy day.

But now our attitude towards our own heirs has completely changed. It was decided to get tougher with them. That means no help in the future. No money, no gifts. Parents are starting to live for themselves. The kids are grown. And pretty brazen. Let them solve their own problems. We're wondering if it's normal.



Maybe we're too strict and will requirements aren't such a bad idea. Perhaps it will unite, help the children, and we just need to swear at them? Husband is adamant. I still doubt it. Well, life will tell. Thank you for reading it, it’s even easier on your heart. Thank you very much.