Well said.

I was spanked and yelled at (and insulted and slapped and hit with things) as a child. I can list many things that treatment taught me. None of them were good.

And now I'm helping raise my little roommates and they're *kids*. They're not in my weight class. The thought of hurting them makes me ill. I don't even like to make them unhappy by making them do what they need to; I couldn't bear to hurt them for the sake of hurting them.