When I was little, I went to my grandmother’s house every Wednesday after school. Of course, I wanted to be out playing, but I never said so. I would have gotten spanked for disrespecting my family. (Sound familiar?)
When I was eight, my parents had a fight and threatened to split up, so I ran away. Guess where I went? To my grandmother’s. While I was in the bathroom, she called my parents to tell them I was there. I didn’t get in trouble for running away; I got in trouble for crossing the street by myself (five lane road with a lot of traffic).
Spend some time with your elders: your grandparents, a neighbor, someone from temple or church. Hang out playing cards, having tea, weeding their garden, whatever. They have so much to offer, even though you might think they are old-fashioned and not into the same things as you.