When I was a child, adults would say to me, "That's not okay! You need to be good." I hated being scolded.
When it was cold outside, my mom would tell me to wear a jacket, but I was always impatient. "No, I'm not cold at all," I would say. I hated being treated like a "good boy."
As I grew up, when my partner would try to console me by saying, "Okay, okay, be good," I would get angry as soon as I heard the word "good." It made me feel annoyed, like I was back in my childhood being scolded by my parents. I felt like being "good" meant being restricted and not free.
Later, we had an argument, and I started to reflect. Was my childhood perspective correct? Was it wrong for my mom to scold me for not wearing a jacket when it was cold? Was it wrong for my dad to scold me for not doing my homework and tell me to be "good"? "If I did something wrong, shouldn't my parents scold me?" I realized I had been so arrogant to think that way.
After I started reflecting, I realized that "good" is actually a term of praise. I shouldn't have attached negative associations to it. "Good" doesn't equal being annoyed, and being not "good" doesn't equal being annoyed either.
Later on, I thought that people in society have to be restricted in some ways. We have to follow the law, not look at the sun with our eyes, and wear jackets in cold weather to avoid catching a cold. These restrictions are meant to protect us.
Why should I feel unhappy just because I feel restricted? That in itself seems strange.
After reflecting, I went to apologize. I hope to become a more mature adult today.