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Kids have feelings.
Big feelings. Messy feelings. Intense, complicated, hard feelings. Anyone who’s ever spent time with a crying baby or a screaming toddler or an angry teenager can attest to the fact that kids definitely come into this world pre-programmed with a wide range of feelings. 
In the time I’ve spent as an educator and a parent, I’ve come to believe that most of what society teaches children about “feelings” is indirect and unintentional. I know when it comes to my own children I have confronted more than one temper tantrum with the message, “Stop it.” And more than one tearful little face with the message, “Don’t be sad.” 
I don’t mean to tell my kids not to feel things. But that’s how it comes out. Because feelings are hard. 
Still, when children are inadvertently taught that some feelings are bad or messy or dangerous, they come to believe that they shouldn’t feel those things. Feeling anger becomes dangerous. Feeling sadness becomes failure. 
This is a dangerous message. Because it leads people to believe that they should control their feelings. That it’s better not to feel. Phrases like “happiness is a choice” carry the underlying message that you can and should be in control of your feelings. Because why would anyone “choose” to be sad? It leads us to believe that if we are not happy then we are not in control. 
I spent many years of my life trying to control my “dangerous” feelings like anger and sadness. And it didn’t work. In fact, it only made me feel worse. Because it made me feel like, if I wasn’t happy, it’s because I was choosing wrong. I felt powerless. The more I tried to control my own feelings, the more unhappy I became. 
All this to avoid feeling the “bad” feelings.
It was a life-changing revelation for me when I realized that I don’t actually need to control my feelings at all. Because none of my feelings are bad. It is not anger that is bad, it is what we choose to do with it that can be good or bad. It is not sadness that is bad, it is what we choose to do with it that can be good or bad. 
So now in our house we talk about feelings. And we talk about choices. And we talk about how they are two different things. “It’s ok to be mad but it’s not ok to be mean,” is a common phrase in our house, along with many similar variations such as, “It’s ok to feel frustrated, but it’s not ok to throw a fit. What’s a better way to be frustrated?” or “It’s ok to be sad. I feel sad, too. How can we be sad and still be kind?”
It’s ok to feel whatever you feel. Because you can still make kind and healthy choices. There are no bad or wrong feelings. Some feelings may be more uncomfortable than others. Some feelings may be harder to feel. But they are not bad. And it is not “wrong” to feel them. 
And I do my best to be intentional in my responses. I don’t tell my daughter not to be sad, even when I don’t understand her sadness. Because I don’t believe she is choosing to be sad or scared or angry or heartbroken. Instead, I help her pay attention to the choices that led to those feelings, and the choices she can make in the midst of them. 
The fact is, kids today will struggle with more depression, more suicide, more mental health challenges than any other generation before them. Being intentional in what we teach them about their emotional health is more important than ever. 
Because kids have feelings. And kids with feelings will grow up to be adults with feelings. And feelings can be intense and complicated and hard. But they are what make us human.
So rather than teach my children to demonize or deny the complicated and hard feelings, I want to help them create healthy relationships with their feelings. They don’t need to control their feelings, and their feelings don’t need to control them.

Megan Launchbaugh

Megan is a Nebraska native who is still trying to figure out what she wants to be when she grows up. She spent eight years working in the education field before studying to become a Licensed Massage Therapist. Most recently she has begun exploring stay-at-home-mommyhood while raising her two daughters in a blended family with her amazing husband. She loves taking pictures, ordering books from Amazon, wishing she could play the guitar, and planning what she will go back to school for next. She blogs about authenticity and raising authentic children and, when she isn't cleaning up toys or folding laundry, she can be found writing in her own little corners of the Internet. Keeper of the Snacks: Mommyhood Unedited Connect with Megan: Facebook Twitter @keeperofsnacks

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