This book brought a flood of emotions and memories from my teenage years 50 years ago. I was raised in a conservative small town in the Midwest, and went to a private Catholic school. My parents greatest fear (embarrassment) was that any one of their four daughters would end up pregnant as teenagers. I remember wondering if my parents would really turn their back on me or my sisters if this happened. And to this day, I believe we would have been disowned/kicked out of the house.
The contradiction to me was that this shaming came from a religious perspective and I wondered what type of God would want parents to treat their children this way. As it was, my parents never suffered this embarrassment. However, it was the same shaming treatment I received years later when I decided I wanted a divorce. I stayed in my marriage way longer than I should have because of the fear of what my parents would do/say.
So while there is a more tolerant attitude about these types of things today, it still lingers as a bad memory for me. I made a decision that I wasn't going to judge my children, but rather support them no matter what.