My dad taught me the old fashioned way and I turned out fine
Been thinking a lot about how my father raised me. He was strict but fair. He expected respect, he made us work for what we had, he never made excuses. These days people talk about that approach like it's abuse but it built character in me and my brothers. We all turned out to be solid men with jobs, families, integrity. I'm trying to do right by my own kids the same way but sometimes I wonder if I'm being too hard on them.
I get what you're saying, but I think there's a difference between respect and fear. My dad was similar and yeah I turned out okay, but I spent a lot of years in therapy unpacking some stuff. I'm trying to find that middle ground with my kids where they respect me but also feel safe talking to me about anything.