This is the same generation that gave us ‘participation trophies’ so their feelings and their kids’ feelings didn’t ‘get hurt’.

I’m not quite sure where this plague of ‘treat my feelings with kid gloves, otherwise I might die’ got started, but we really need to do something about it.

Little coward is probably afraid of getting the Brock Allen Turner treatment.

Do you rub their noses in it at all? Because I know I would.