This photo is part of a series by photographer Erik Ravelo, who crucifies children onto adults. If you think this picture is disturbing, you should see the ones I didn’t put on this blog.

At first I thought the artist was insane and just trying to get people angry, but then I thought, “Why is it getting me so upset?”

This one in particular really disturbed me.

I realized that what disturbed me was that kids are so vulnerable to the adults they’re surrounded by, and that the adults a child is tied to completely influences which responses the child has.

And then I wondered, “Why crucifixion? What does that mean?” Why would this even bother me because it’s so over the top? Then I realized it’s because it’s such a huge responsibility to allow a child to be tied to you.

I wonder if the tying to me makes my children turn out better or worse, due to my style of homeschooling. I’m a black‑and‑white thinker. It’s always got to be good or bad for me, and I thought to myself that I have to work really hard to help the kids get free from me, without pushing them too far away.

I first found these pictures by searching through homeschooling links that people send me, which is pretty much my favorite part of the day. They’re like little presents to me, and I opened up another one that talks about how parents should decide sleepovers for their teenagers and their partners.  The person who sent it to me said that her parents had a rule that the door had to be open if there was a boy in the room, and she said that this only encouraged her to figure out how to have sex with the door open.

And I started thinking about what I am going to do when I have kids that age. Will I allow sleepovers? Will I tell my kids to wait until they go to college to have sex? Will I tell my kids to have sex in a car so I don’t have to see it? And I thought that by the time my kids get to that age, I’ll know something. I’ll know something about what parents should do with teenagers who want to have sex, because the whole time that I’m raising my kids they’re crucified to me, and I’m learning over and over again how to make good decisions for them and how to help them make good decisions.

The thing that happens with traditional school is the kids are crucified to the schoolteacher. And in that case, it’s the schoolteacher learning how to make decisions for them, and they’re not even real world decisions. They’re artificial decisions, like which person to do a book report on, and then I saw that art project in a totally different way. I saw it as it’s my responsibility to learn how to raise children, and I learn every day by keeping them really, really close to me. This is not something I would learn if they were in school.