CHANGING FAMILY

One of the values I have tried to live by is the knowledge that people will not always like or agree with me and it’s completely okay. I have learned to shield my heart from all that, but then to be honest it’s not enough when it involves family. They formed a part of you, and resisting them sometimes might be letting go of that part they formed in you. Especially when you believe so much in something they do not see, at that point you become rebellious in their eyes and are caught at a cross road, if you do not have the will power to hold on to your believes, you might find yourself succumbing to theirs and then this happen, the chances of you recovering your will power and finding yourself becomes slim. The truth is there is a thin line between a controlling family and a caring family and there are times where our families try to control our fate instead of actually caring for us. This happens especially when they can not understand what we are doing or why we choose to do what we do.

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Long ago I accepted the fact that my parents would never fully grapes my drive and this made me quarrel with my dad for two years. My mum, although did not understand my drive, also knew it was beyond her and did not try to stop me, but my dad tried various ways which failed. When it was my sister’s turn to grow up, she became so frustrated seeing her once loving parents turn on her because of what she believed in. She wanted to learn a skill like me but they wanted her to go for a teaching job. She tried doing what they wanted but it was only going bad because even though she was good at it, she never found fulfillment in it. It got so bad to the point where she tried running away and in the process jumped over from the corridor or our duplex just to escape and broke her leg in the process.

Even then, my parents never understood that she was just trying to be heard and not trying to be rebellious. They said it was witchcraft and put her through all sorts of unnecessary spiritual exercises. When the opportunity came for my sister to leave and learn her skill she didn’t hold back. Today she runs her small business and is supporting the family with the very thing they taunted her for. Today I am also supporting the family with the very thing they never understood. I think this isn’t just unique to a group of people, it runs across families and has torn a lot of families apart. But I do not blame many of them as it is natural to not like what you do not understand or fear the unknown. But my question is always where is the place for trust.

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