I was thirteen when my parents put me on a plane to a boarding school in Australia. Week three, I rang home from a payphone in a corridor that smelled of floor polish and told my mother I wanted to come back to Manila. I had it all worked out. There was a flight on Friday.
She said no.
Then she asked what I’d eaten that day, and whether the boy in the next bed was still snoring. She stayed on that phone until my coins ran out. An email arrived the following Tuesday. Another one the Tuesday after that. Nobody came to get me. Nobody left me to sit with it by myself, either.
I’m in my late thirties now and my parents are still the first two calls I make when something goes sideways. It took me an embarrassingly long time to work out why. They were reliably there without ever taking the problem off my hands.
The rescue that feels like love
There’s a decent pile of research on parents who step in too much, and it does not read like a greeting card. A team led by Chris Segrin at the University of Arizona surveyed 538 parent and young-adult-child pairs and found that overparenting went with poorer quality communication between them, and indirectly with lower satisfaction with the family overall. It also predicted a stronger sense of entitlement in the grown children.
A separate study of nearly 300 undergraduates found something similar. Students who described their parents as over-controlling reported more depression and less satisfaction with life, which the researchers traced to unmet needs for independence and competence.
Both are snapshots rather than proof of cause. But the pattern keeps pointing the same way: the parent who clears every obstacle tends to end up with a cooler relationship.
Small disappointments are the cheap ones
Here’s the bit I find useful. Disappointment has an exchange rate, and it gets worse with age.
A missed birthday party at seven costs almost nothing. A friendship that quietly ends at eleven costs a bit more. A first redundancy at twenty-six costs a great deal, and by then you’re paying in a currency you’ve never handled. Small setbacks are the discount practice run.
I saw the other version of this when I was hiring. I ran a small restaurant group for years and sold it during the pandemic. Interviewing kitchen staff, you could usually spot the ones who’d never had anything go properly wrong. First bad service. First walkout. They’d freeze, or take it as a verdict on their character. The ones who coped had been let down before and survived it. Segrin’s group later found overparenting linked to less effective ways of coping in adult children, including bottling things up and pulling away.
They’re reading your face, not your lecture
This one changed how I talk to my friends’ kids.
Kyla Haimovitz and Carol Dweck at Stanford went looking for how children pick up beliefs about their own ability. They expected parents to pass on their views about intelligence. They didn’t. What children could read accurately was how their parents felt about failure. Not what they said about it. How they reacted when a bad mark came home.
Parents who treated a setback as something to learn from tended to have kids who thought ability could grow. Parents who went visibly anxious had kids who thought ability was fixed and had just been measured.
So the speech about resilience is largely decoration. The information is in your face in the first few seconds after your child tells you they’ve messed something up.
Struggle is not the same as being left alone
This is where the whole thing usually falls over, because there’s a version of “let them struggle” that’s just neglect wearing a tracksuit.
Attachment researchers have a pair of terms for the difference. A caregiver acts as a secure base and a safe haven. The base is what a child pushes off from to go and try things. The haven is what they come back to when it goes badly. You need both, and neither one works without the other. A base with no haven produces a child who explores and has nowhere to land.
John Gottman’s work described parents who treat a child’s bad feelings as an opening for closeness, naming what the child feels and sitting with it, as opposed to parents who ignore it or rush past it. The first group’s children handled their own emotions better.
Educationalists call the balanced version scaffolding, a term from a 1976 paper by David Wood, Jerome Bruner and Gail Ross. You hold the parts of a task that are beyond someone, they handle what they can, and you withdraw as they get steadier. The support is temporary by design, and that last part is where most of us fail.
What this looks like on a Tuesday
Ask before you fix. “Do you want help or do you want company?” is the most useful sentence I’ve stolen from anyone.
Name the feeling out loud and then stop talking. Resist the debrief. They already got the lesson, and narrating it turns their bad afternoon into your teaching moment.
And let the small things stay small. Forgotten homework, a lost match, a party they weren’t invited to. These are not emergencies.
My mother never explained any of this to me. She just refused to book the flight and then emailed me every week for five years. I still have every one of those emails, saved in an account I’ve never closed, and I ring her on Sundays.