I actually think I'm a good parent when I've had a couple of drinks. I laugh more. Loosen up a tad. Let my daughter eat lots of cocktail sausages. I construct creative meals out of buffet foods- piling up her plate with crisps and cake (so she has a good balance of savoury and sweet). And I have fond memories of my own Mum being pissed...
Our society is built around expectations. Expectations as to how we look, how we behave, the type of job we should have, the type of person we should marry, the trajectory our life should take. Often these aren't even conscience thoughts about a person, just things we naturally assume to be the case. But why?
If you have all this choice, why is it sometimes you reach a point where life seems so incredibly cluttered and pressured? Probably it is because you have lost sight of what you're saying yes to and what you are or are not saying no to. And you have equally lost sight of why you are saying yes or no.
Our resistance to crying in front of others is likely to stem from our primal instinct to protect ourselves against predators, because in nature tears tend to be interpreted as a signal of distress or helplessness. Yet in exposing our vulnerability we access the power of authentic self-expression and communication, which can be our greatest strength.