D’you ever notice how many double standards are used in relationships?
I got thinking about it today, and it kinda made me wonder if other people noticed the same thing in their own lives.
Odd, yes. But sometimes weird shit goes through my mind; what else am I going to do with it?
[The one that got the train of thought zooming down the tracks: "we" are not caring what my extended family thinks about the way we do stuff, but "we" are absolutely careful to maintain the fragile sensitivities of the Scientist's parents by hiding the fact that we're in counseling. Interesting, that.]
It’s also because the dynamics of different families are, well, different. Put it another way. I know the limitations of my relationship with my mother are very different than those of my relationship, as it were, with my father. I wouldn’t be able to treat them the same, nor would they want that.
In your case, your family can deal with you being in therapy (for example). Right or wrong, the Scientist feels his family cannot deal with it.
What I am saying, I guess, is that I don’t see it so much as a double standard, but as a different standard.