These days, young parents have tons of information about raising kids. There are books, websites, and experts offering advice on every little thing. They can even get consultations from specialists whenever they need. But our own parents didn’t have all that. They raised us based on what they knew and what they learned from their own parents. So sometimes, the way we were brought up can seem really different from what we’re told is best now.
1. Early marriage and parenthood go without saying.
In earlier generations, there was often pressure on young adults to marry and start a family at a relatively young age, and to have more than one child a couple of years after the start of the family. Today, there is more emphasis on personal and career development before settling down. And moreover some researches show that early marriage can lead to some family problems, like dissatisfaction with married life, experience of having lots of responsibility, lack of independence in family life.
2. A college education is an indicator of your status.
«You can’t find a good job without going to college!» Many people must have heard this when they were teenagers. And lots of us believed this, but now don’t even know where our college diploma is. More than 41% of people that finished college have jobs that don’t require this kind of education. Today, employers are more interested in the practical skills of their employees rather than their qualifications.
When you finish school, it may be wise to take a gap year to understand what you really want to do and decide if you actually need a college education.
3. Classes are good for kids’ development — the more, the better!
A very tight schedule can exhaust children, which is obviously not good at all.
Famous American teacher Douglas Haddad recommends that parents slow down and give their children time to discover their own talents, and then decide if they need additional forms of education.
4. Being plump is healthy.
Children that always finished their meals were praised, and being plump was believed to be healthy. But bad eating habits formed in childhood often result in weight problems and eating disorders.
5. Money can’t buy happiness.
We wish this were true, but life says otherwise: money can make you happier, no matter what other people say.
Parents should teach their children the basics of budgeting. This will help kids form the right habits in money management and reach financial success in their adult lives.
6. Not standing out from the crowd means being good.
Traditional parenting often enforced strict dress codes and grooming expectations, particularly regarding modesty and conformity to societal norms. This might puzzle us today as modern parenting encourages children to express themselves through their clothing, appearance and let them express their emotions fully.
7. Older children are responsible for younger ones.
Very often, older children had to spend a lot of time taking care of younger ones. Parents had to work a lot and there was no other choice. But older kids had to sacrifice their time with friends and hobbies for the needs of their younger siblings.
Psychologists say that sometimes when kids have to perform the duties of parents, it may lead to psychological problems: they might not want to have their own children.
8. Women are housewives and men are breadwinners.
In recent decades, gender roles are not as important anymore. Women today can build successful careers and men can go on paternity leave and manage things around the house.
9. There’s nothing more shameful for a woman than having children without a husband.
Wrong, again. Today, there’s nothing surprising about single mothers and they’re not frowned upon as they were 30 years ago. Very often, having a child without a husband is an informed decision made by a woman. More than that, in the past 30 years, the number of single fathers has increased 1.5 times.
10. Storks deliver babies.
Some topics were never discussed — like when kids asked where babies came from, parents often said that they were delivered by a stork. Because of this, young people would often get into their first relationship without any knowledge of their bodies. They only based things off of the advice they received from their friends and bits of information from books and films. All these experiences could lead to bad consequences, including problems with both physical and mental health.
11. Children should be seen and not heard.
In the past, children were often expected to remain quiet and obedient in the presence of adults. Modern parenting emphasizes the importance of children expressing themselves and their opinions, because self-expression is a vital component of a young individual’s growth. The development of self-esteem and confidence in children is frequently nurtured by their capacity to express their feelings with clarity and authenticity.
Every parent has their own way of raising children. Just like how every family has its own special traditions, parents have rules they think are best for their kids. Sometimes, famous people, like celebrities, also share their ideas about parenting. They might talk about what works for them and their families. But in the end, each parent decides what’s right for their own children, based on love and what they believe is best.
My Husband Quit His Job Because He Was Sick—I Trusted Him and Gave Him All My Money for Treatment, Until the Truth Came Out
They say love makes you blind, and I guess I was living proof of that. When my husband, Kyle, quit his job, claiming he was sick, I trusted him without question. I worked harder and gave him every dollar I had. But the truth I uncovered? It shattered everything.
When you love someone, you never expect them to lie. Especially about something as serious as their health. But looking back, I should have seen the signs.
I missed them all until a stranger rolled down her car window and told me something I never saw coming.
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Being a mom and wife has always been my pride and joy. My days were a whirlwind of work, chores, and family time, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
I’m a project manager at a software company, and I really love my job. It pays me enough to support my little family.
Our two boys, Liam and Jake, are my biggest motivators.
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Liam, 12, has a curious mind and a talent for science. He’s always tinkering with gadgets or asking a million questions about how things work. Meanwhile, Jake, 10, is our little athlete. He’s the kind of kid who’s always kicking a soccer ball or racing his bike around the neighborhood.
And then there’s Kyle, my husband of 15 years.
Kyle has always been my rock. He’s the calm to my chaos, the steady presence that keeps our family grounded.
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He worked as an operations manager at a logistics company, a job that kept him busy but provided well for us.
There were times when I’d look at him across the dinner table, watching him laugh with the boys or share stories about his day, and think, I’m so lucky.
Life was good.
But that all changed one afternoon when Kyle walked through the front door, holding a folder in his hands and looking like he’d seen a ghost.
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“Hey, you’re home early,” I said, glancing up from my laptop. But the moment I saw his expression, I knew something was wrong.
His face was pale, his lips pressed tightly together as he set the folder down on the table.
“Kyle? What happened?” I stood and walked over to him, my heart pounding in my chest. “Is everything okay?”
He looked up at me, and his eyes had this look I couldn’t quite figure out.
Was it fear? Regret? I still don’t know.
“Laura,” he began, his voice shaky, “I have muscular dystrophy.”
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I froze. “What?”
He sat down heavily, rubbing his face with both hands.
“I’ve been feeling off for months. I went to the doctor, ran some tests… This is why I’ve been so tired.”
I didn’t know what to say.
“I can’t work anymore,” he continued. “I’ll need expensive treatment, but it’s my only chance.”
For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. Muscular dystrophy. The words echoed in my mind, making my stomach twist.
I sat down across from him, reaching for the folder.
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Inside were test results, doctor’s notes, and medical papers. Everything looked serious.
“I’m so sorry,” he whispered. “I didn’t want to tell you like this, but… I need to start treatment. I think we’ll need to cancel the trip with the boys. I hate to do this to them, but…”
I reached across the table, taking his hands in mine. “Kyle, stop. The boys will understand. We’ll figure this out. You’re going to get the treatment you need.”
Tears welled up in his eyes. “I hate that you have to deal with this.”
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“I’m your wife,” I said, squeezing his hand. “We’ll get through this together.”
But as I sat there, staring at those papers, a cold, creeping fear settled over me. How would we afford this?
Later that night, as we lay in bed, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
“We’ll need more money,” I murmured, staring at the ceiling.
Kyle turned to me. “Laura, I don’t want you working yourself to death for me.”
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“I can handle it.” I turned to face him, determination in my eyes. “I’ll get a part-time job after work. We’ll cut back on expenses. You’ll quit your job and focus on your health.”
His lip quivered. “You’d do that for me?”
“Of course.”
The next day, I went to a neighborhood restaurant and got a job cleaning tables in the evenings. After finishing my day at the software company, I’d head straight there to clean.
It was exhausting, but I didn’t care.
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I handed almost all the money I made to Kyle for his treatment. And I could see how he was changing. He looked happier and more relaxed.
Seeing that gave me the strength to keep going, even when I felt like collapsing from exhaustion.
The routine became second nature. Work all day, clean tables at night, and fall into bed exhausted.
I was running on fumes, but every time I saw Kyle smile or heard him say, “Thank you for everything, Laura,” it felt worth it.
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He kept going to his treatments during the weekdays while I was at work.
“It’s best if I go alone,” he’d say. “I don’t want you missing work for this.”
I never questioned it. I trusted him completely.
But then one evening, something strange happened.
I was on my way to the restaurant, clutching my coat against the chilly wind when a white SUV pulled up next to me. The window rolled down slowly and inside sat a striking woman with dark glasses and perfectly styled hair.
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She leaned over the passenger seat. “Are you Laura?”
I froze, tightening my grip on my bag. “Yes… Who’s asking?”
She took off her sunglasses, revealing sharp, piercing eyes. “Is Kyle your husband?”
“Yes,” I said. “Why? Is he okay?”
The woman tilted her head slightly, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. “Oh, he’s more than okay. But you should really check where he goes for his ‘treatments.’ And while you’re at it, look at his bank statements.”
I blinked, stunned. “What? Who are you? What are you talking about?”
A worried woman | Source: Midjourney
She pressed her lips together like she was debating how much to say.
“Let’s just say I’m doing you a favor,” she said before rolling the window back up. The SUV then drove off, leaving me standing on the sidewalk in a daze.
What the heck was that about?
The whole walk to the restaurant, her words echoed in my mind. Why would a random woman say something like that? And how did she know Kyle?
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When I got home that night, Kyle was already asleep.
I sat at the kitchen table, staring at the clock, my mind racing. Something about that encounter wasn’t sitting right with me.
The next morning, Kyle grabbed his usual bag and kissed me on the cheek before heading out.
“I’ll be back around three,” he said. “I’ve got two procedures today. The other one’s at night.”
“At night?” I asked.
“Yeah, my therapist scheduled a special session today.”
“Okay,” I said, forcing a smile. “Take care.”
As soon as he left, I went straight to his laptop. My hands shook as I opened his banking app. I told myself I wasn’t snooping. I just needed peace of mind.
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But as I scrolled through the transactions, my stomach dropped.
There were no payments to medical facilities. No hospital charges. No doctor’s fees. Nothing.
Instead, I saw restaurant bills, golf club memberships, expensive clothing stores, and even a charge for a weekend trip to a resort I’d never heard of.
What the heck?
I scrolled faster, hoping I was missing something. But it was all there in black and white.
Kyle wasn’t paying for treatments. He was spending our money on luxury items. Things we never discussed. Things I never approved.
A woman looking surprised while using her husband’s laptop | Source: Midjourney
By the time I closed the laptop, I was trembling. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
Later that evening, I decided to follow him when he left for his “special session.”
I stayed a safe distance behind, my heart pounding with every step.
But Kyle didn’t go to a hospital or a clinic.
He went to a small bar downtown. The kind of place where people went to relax and unwind.
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I stood outside that bar, frozen in place, watching Kyle laugh and joke with his friends. It felt like I was watching a stranger. The man inside wasn’t the sick, struggling husband I thought I knew.
He was someone else entirely.
I took a deep breath and stepped closer to the window, just in time to hear him speak.
“I told you I could do nothing for three months,” Kyle said, raising his glass. “And you were wrong!”
His friends burst out laughing, clinking their glasses together.
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“Man, I still can’t believe you pulled this off,” one of them said. “Your wife really bought it?”
Kyle chuckled, leaning back in his chair. “Hook, line, and sinker. Told her I was too sick to work. Now I’ve got all the time in the world to hang out with you guys.”
They laughed again, loud and carefree, while my heart shattered into pieces.
“And she’s still giving you money?” another friend asked, shaking his head in disbelief.
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“Yep.” Kyle took a sip of his wine, looking smug. “She even picked up a part-time job to make sure I’m covered. I gotta say, being married to someone so gullible has its perks.”
His words cut through me like a knife. My mind reeled with images of him sitting at home, watching me rush from one job to the next, while he lived it up with his friends.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I turned around and walked away as tears blurred my vision.
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As I was about to head back home, I saw the same white SUV outside the bar. The woman from before rolled down her window when she saw me.
“Did you see it?” she asked softly.
I nodded, unable to speak.
She sighed. “I’m sorry you had to find out this way. My boyfriend is one of his friends. When I heard what they were doing… I couldn’t stay silent. You deserved to know.”
I wiped my eyes, trying to compose myself. “Thank you.”
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That night, I said nothing to Kyle.
I sat through dinner, listening to his usual stories about “difficult procedures” and “promising results.”
But the next morning, I took action.
I called his office and told them he was well enough to return to work.
Then, I went to the bank and froze our joint account. With the remaining money, I paid off our mortgage and opened a new account in my name.
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When I was done, I sent Kyle a text.
It read, Kyle, treat your vanity and your cruelty — that’s your real illness. Don’t bother coming home.
Then, I packed my things, changed the front door lock, and took the boys with me to my parents’ place. I didn’t want to see Kyle’s face again.
He tried calling me for weeks, but I didn’t talk to him. Instead, I filed for divorce, and now I’m waiting for it to be processed so I can get rid of the man who betrayed me in a way that I could’ve never imagined.
A young woman | Source: Midjourney
If you enjoyed reading this story, here’s another one you might like: They say secrets can destroy a marriage. When I discovered my husband had secretly bought a second house, I braced myself for the worst. But nothing could prepare me for what I found when I drove there. I ended up crying at the sight, and there was nothing that could console me.
This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
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