When I was growing up, spanking was still the most common form of discipline in most households in our town. Most of these were neither particularly severe nor delivered without provocation, and never – even to this day – would I consider any of them abusive.
As a result, I simply grew up with spanking and accepted it as just another facet of a normal childhood. Naturally, I never enjoyed such sessions, but I also never really thought to resist them either. Until I hit my teens.