Stop reading Freud
I was thinking more, learned behaviors like Pavlov, but ok.
Yet somehow, saying “calm down, I’m not your dad” rarely diffuses the situation when my wife is mad at me.
Mmm daddy, I’m not mad at youuu
That feels like a big stretch. By that logic, you think about what you were looking at during your first wank every time you achieve. And thank the heavens that isn’t true.
what DID you look at???
An erotic scene in some 90s blockbuster that I can’t remember the name of. No regrets, just not something I have thought about in years.
Was it Basic Instinct?
No, but that would have been a good one for sure lol
Tits and ass?
I get where you’re coming from, and I think it’s a good shower thought.
I don’t, however, agree with it.
What’s missing is that parents aren’t always the first argument, and that disagreements don’t inherently result in anger.
Where it does make a basic kind of sense is that we do learn our coping mechanisms petty early on by observation. If we’re surrounded by people that argue regularly, and do so heatedly, that’s the structure we absorb as being the default. If you’re among people that disagree without arguing, then you pick up a different default.
It’s the same as any social interaction rules, we pick them up over time. But the emotion of anger isn’t inherent to disagreements. Not even for little kids.
I’ve been probably been too immersed into online “debate” culture. After a while though you start to reconginize it. When people get heated. You’re like, oh yeah, that’s what my brother would do when dad shut him down.
