Life has gotten so over inflated in our heads when it is really quite simple--we are born, we grow, we die.
I agree!
This syndrome applies particularly, I think, to so-called “Helicopter Parents.”
I am told, by officials at my alma mater, that students sometimes speak to each parent as much as three times a day! The parents, in turn, zoom down to visit the kids frequently, and run interference for them with the college’s administration and faculty members. The prospect of being away from at home, at college, with others as a way to learn of the world is crushed.
Life, for these kids, has been totally controlled and recorded - every moment. Too many activities, weekdays and weekends. Life for them has become a wheel that never stops spinning; and Mom and Dad are always there, cheering them on to greatness.
I think there is something essentially incorrect about all of this.
But I was a history major and wouldn’t know what to call it.