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Thank you, Vox Day! I cannot agree more. When I was 16 and told my mom I liked Brittany Pettibone (in her values) and wanted to be like her and learn about traditional Christianity and one day become a wife and mother, mom said things like "You want to be barefoot and pregnant and stay home all day?" "You are undoing everything I ever wanted for you," "ANYONE can be a mom. I thought you wanted a CAREER. You have talents. You need to use your talents to the glory of God. You got 99th percentile SAT scores," "You can have kids when you are thirty," etc. She said I had to go to college first and basically made me go by saying that she and dad would cosign on student loans but not a car loan (a car would have been my only hope of getting a job in the Midwest unless I wanted to risk death riding the bus), would not tell me how to make a resume or ask their friends if they might have jobs for me anywhere, confiscated my laptop when I was 17 and making the college vs. job decision, telling me that the minute I turned 18 I would be evicted from my parents' house, and my dad carried me outside to tell me he would not let me back inside the house until I agreed to go to college. The crazy thing is that my mom was a stay-at-home mom. I had no good influences on me in high school. When I quit the US Naval Sea Cadet Corps and decided that I wanted to be a mom and not join the military, it seemed like everyone around me said I was ruining my life, and my parents made jokes in front of me along the lines of teen pregnancy even though what inspired the change was Brittany Pettibone, Vox Day's blog, and an interest in traditional Christianity. My grandma said she was happy and thought I'd made the right decision, though, and that she was excited for me, and it meant the world to me. My dad's mockery made me feel unconfident and like I was still very unworthy of a good man and almost made me think I should just become a nun and forget it because I felt so hopeless. Having a happily married man believe in me would have meant something to me. I don't think I ever had that until I found an Eastern Orthodox Church and got some confidence. Full disclosure: I am still unmarried but at least now I am dating and know how to cook thanks to friends teaching me and know how to clean thanks to volunteering at a monastery. I got almost zero help from my parents in this regard. My mom once told me that she is morally opposed to modest clothing because she thinks that Christians should not be seen as prudes, according to the scolding I have been getting for years for almost exclusively wearing long dresses, although now she has shifted to passive aggressive "jokes" and "teasing" about my appearance and "old lady clothes," which, by the way, I have gotten lots of compliments on from men and women.

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My Boomer mother(RIP), years ago, looked around and saw that there were no older women who were willing to step up to the plate and follow the injunction of Titus 2:3-5 to train the younger women. She felt inadequate to put herself forward as a model and teacher but she also felt that the need was too great to keep her knowledge to herself. She taught younger women proper domestic skills and how to love and support their husbands and children. At the time I didn't realize how significant this was, but the younger women FLOCKED to her and loved her. And... she found my wife. My wife and my mother were great friends before I ever entered the picture. I honestly cannot imagine a better model.

The YouTube channels and online communities may get the job done, but nothing is better than community that meets face to face.

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