@markstos@urbanists.social I wasn’t allowed out of the sight of our house until I was about 14 in the 90s. It was a built-up area, but there was also a huge park behind our house, and you didn’t need to cross a road to reach it, and I couldn’t go. My parents trusted me, just not me accidentally injuring myself or “strangers”. I was kept safe, but honestly I think it contributed to anxiety.