In the current economy, a lot of folks probably wouldn’t mind receiving a wad of cash from their folks. But, for many reasons, a lot of us would react the same way Noel is here. What are your reasons?
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Geez, POOR Noel! FORCED to take a huge roll of bills from her RICH PARENTS!!
(Can you smeeeeeellllllllllllllllll what the sarcasm is cooking!)
Yeah, it’d be nice to have folks like that. But to accept money when you spend so much time trying to prove you’re capable of making it on your own is a shot to ones pride.
I hate asking my folks for money. I’d rather crawl naked on my belly through broken glass and lemon juice. But sometimes I have to suck it up and swallow my pride and ask. It’s a shitty feeling.
I would greatly accept it! My pride is gone along with what was my IRA. I would welcome a wad of cash. I’m hitting 40 and my parents have bailed me out of two failed marriages that would have left me homeless and on the street.
Could be lots of reasons. With my in-laws the money would come with massive strings (ropes, really) attached. Even when they give ‘gifts’ they treat it as a loan obligating the receiver (son/daughter/dau.in.law) to repay them at their whim and on a moment’s notice. The money was worse than nothing at all.
In Noel’s case, it may represent that her parents still believe she is dependent and incapable of fending for herself. Actually that’s another of my in-laws reasons as well. And I Quote: “If I don’t tell her [daughter] what to do, how will she know what to do?” The concept of self-determination, boundaries and autonomy are entirely foreign to these folks. Best to just stay away. Noel could donate the money to a charity of HER choice but do it in her father’s name, give him the receipt and thank him for the donation.
i moved to college after HS and never moved back. I didn’t ask for help even when i needed it. I’ve sold parts off the car i was driving to get gas money to come home and start a summer job. maybe it’s a pride thing but I value my independence. I’m sure if i really needed help i could ask, but not having to is a luxury i could afford. then again, my folks are middle middle class. They say money can’t buy happiness, but i’d be willing to try.
Because it comes with an expectation that you won’t change and you will be the person they expect you to be. It’s like getting money at a job your paid to be a certain person at work. Well getting money from parents is like being paid to be whom they want with an extra helping of Guilt Gratuity.