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You know, it just struck me as funny: 

I'm the person that can't properly relate to pain. I've been stuck understanding what it's done to people purely through a third person perspective, as pain to me feels like pleasure. If I were spanked, I'd have likely become a worse person through feeling rewarded for it, for feeling stronger than it. 

This should have me with an insensitivity towards kids who were beaten from not being able to relate to their experiences as readily, yet somehow by gathering the stories from people who've been beaten (both through your consistency ideal and "when they felt like it") I've gathered a general consensus that it's done no good for them. A lot of them learn to trance through those times, ignore the pain, and then just keep on their path to prove some kind of point. 

There are some who I guess are strong enough, built to be beaten by their caregivers, but I'd argue that is not the majority. The means of "proving a point" has proven more common than positive reactions to parental abuse. 

You're dunce. 

Spatial Mind said: 

You're dunce. 

See you're not even trying now. 

I don't think you're the brightest nut on the branch either, yet I'd still visit your perspective just like I'd visit Cawk's. 

Nope. I'm the first nospanked generation of my country. To me, the whole idea of "spanking" seems weird. I have no idea how it affected me, it's not like I can live two lives and compare. I can say this much, mine and younger generations seem happier than my parents' generation. How much that is to do with spanking what is other hardship is really hard to tell.

Are you suggesting Twin Studies? 

Ahh, I was spanked and I do laugh about it looking back because:

1.) The reasons were just so absurd and seems like such an unnecessary thing to do to a bunch of kids that had no concept of how to behave like adults when the adults themselves were acting like bratty kids.

2.) Recounting the abuse to other Hispanics almost always has more stories come out from others because abuse is largely normalized within the communities, to a point where a parent treated a child like property is seen as a norm but after the tales of abuse and laughter dies down we all make some variation promise of not doing that to our kids and how fucked up our parents were because that's agreed upon.

I've often been in store where I've seen kids have temper tantrums and have plainly thought a spanking was an order. Imagine  how grossly ingrained that shit is? Someone not behaving the way I want them to means I have to beat them so that they do behave, whether through fear or something else, the way I want.

That's how an abuser thinks. 

That's how an abusive partner also thinks.

Parenting is pretty fucking hard, you're going mess up and you have the patience of a saint if not going off on your kids hadn't crossed your mind at least once but its whether or  not you do it what matters. Yeah, some kids are born on a spectrum sometimes and that's fucking difficult but you just can't beat it out of them. Your kid isn't going to trust you if you beat them, they aren't going to respect you either. All you've gone and done is created a child with trust issues and fear of the one person(s) that's supposed to protect them.

I wish it never happened, left with these stupid feelings about it and no where for them to go. It’s lonely, no one seems to understand you. 

You’re the weird kid but no one knows why, they single you out before you’ve even got a voice. Home is hell school is hell you find your escape wandering through fields alone taking photos of roadkill and your favorite flowers. Eventually the silence becomes overwhelming but you dont know how to speak out anymore, and you blame yourself. The void grows deeper and deeper but its never really gone anywhere. And you dissapear inside of it. 

When you’ve lived through hell, and then walk around in the normal world, it doesnt feel the same. And you’ve still got the same duct tape over your mouth, because youre so used to it being there you forgot that you had a mouth that could speak. It drives you crazy with all this hell locked inside you. You break under the pressure, despite futile attempts to escape. You start to go insane. As reality becomes the devil in your bed the voice in your head the silhouettes that makes the world look so empty. 

And then its meds, meds and therapy and youre left to find your way to sanity without a map, a guide, a light. Or any idea where youre going. The dark tunnel goes on and on, but the experience of walking through it is no cake walk. It’s certainly not the path of least resistance. It’s designed to kill you. To break you. 

But if you get to the other side, you will say it is the thing that made you.

Turncoat said: 

I'm not asking for your opinions on the topic as a whole, more so I'm asking who has or hasn't been and to otherwise elaborate on how they believe it's impacted their own lives. 

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I was not struck as a child, and I largely believe that's how I've opted to use words instead of violence to accomplish things. My folks still enforced house rules and made me follow what I needed to for school and stuff, but they were able to accomplish all of this by talking to me like an adult over all subjects that were an issue. 

By allowing it to be an open discussion, instead of doing something "because they told me to" I did as they wished "because it makes sense". They had the time and patience to rationalize it all to me, and a lot of my advantages in patience and the like I'd solely put on their shoulders. 

 I got my ass whooped pretty much daily. 

Turncoat said: 

I'm not asking for your opinions on the topic as a whole, more so I'm asking who has or hasn't been and to otherwise elaborate on how they believe it's impacted their own lives. 

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I was not struck as a child, and I largely believe that's how I've opted to use words instead of violence to accomplish things. My folks still enforced house rules and made me follow what I needed to for school and stuff, but they were able to accomplish all of this by talking to me like an adult over all subjects that were an issue. 

By allowing it to be an open discussion, instead of doing something "because they told me to" I did as they wished "because it makes sense". They had the time and patience to rationalize it all to me, and a lot of my advantages in patience and the like I'd solely put on their shoulders. 

 i dont know man, my last resort to dealing with a very troublesome child would be spanking

i was spanked when i was a kid so was my older brother when we were on a car trip mostly i remember. its mostly embarrassing and not painful for you when you are a kid. you're not getting hit very hard..