I had said no to him and no to him and no to him and no to him and no to him and no to him about his saucy language. It had never gotten to this level until I came back.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
We had an eyeball-to-eyeball agreement at a restaurant before I came back that, if I came back, he would never talk to me that way again or I was simply saying no.
I went out with this boy on the proviso that he didn't tell anybody we were together. The idiot didn't keep his mouth shut. I dumped him. I never went out with a boy from school again.
He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.
Be aware that the more often a child hears the word no, the greater his need to say no himself.
I'm not letting him write anything. I didn't do anything. I just took his pen.
At one time in my life, from the time I was seven until I was about 13, I didn't speak. I only spoke to my brother. The reason I didn't speak: I had been molested, and I told the name of the molester to my brother who told it to the family.
The hard thing for me is to say no to people.
I've always been afraid of saying no to people because I don't want them to be disappointed and dislike me.
I let my boy go and do and say pretty much as he likes, as, and perhaps because, my father kept no string on me.
I continued to protect him with my silence.