I figured out what the problem is. I am sick of everybody pointing fingers at me and my family. I would understand if they were perfect in their lives. They judge us like they are oh-so-perfect and doing everything the right way possible.
They have this ego which we lack in. I am brought up in such family that I hardly show off my feelings. My parents are emotional and their intentions are always concise. We don't trick people, we certainly don't let them down. My parents are protective of me and I respect that. Because I know how much they care for me. But I am sick of every one of them who thinks there's something wrong with me, my sister or my brother or my parents. We are raised with love and care and my dad has always been kind. But let me be precise. Why am I so upset with my aunties and cousins. They don't understand how hurtful their comments are toward us.
Yesterday I went to my cousin's house and all I could see was they were all united in shading my family. Often I have to hear how my brother is acting weird, how their side of cousins are all awesome and perfect, how my sister is married with a man who's economical, how I lied one time, how my parents are being protective, how I don't have any feelings toward Anika and mysha and everyone. I hated every moment they were being like that. One thing is clear tho. They're all the same and we're different. We don't speak ill of people, we don't correct anyone and we don't have such ego to rub around their eyes so they like us. They will never like us and every time we meet them they will point us out what's wrong with us. And so I don't blame anyone, they have a mindset we don't match. It's okay.
It's not that I don't like them. I like them very much. And so it hurts. It hurts because I know my father, I know my mother, I know my siblings in a way they will never know. And we're doing great. We don't need any life advice.
Having a soft heart in a cruel world is courage, not weakness. I will fight from now. I will fight for what I know is to be true. My brother is a talented introvert. My sister is brave and down to earth, My mother is loud, funny and youthful and my father has a magnificent kind heart. And me? I am interesting, mysterious, bubbly, fun, sentimental, quirky and kinda unpredictable. I don't give a fuck what anybody thinks about us. They don't have the awesomeness to see how awesome we are.
They have this ego which we lack in. I am brought up in such family that I hardly show off my feelings. My parents are emotional and their intentions are always concise. We don't trick people, we certainly don't let them down. My parents are protective of me and I respect that. Because I know how much they care for me. But I am sick of every one of them who thinks there's something wrong with me, my sister or my brother or my parents. We are raised with love and care and my dad has always been kind. But let me be precise. Why am I so upset with my aunties and cousins. They don't understand how hurtful their comments are toward us.
Yesterday I went to my cousin's house and all I could see was they were all united in shading my family. Often I have to hear how my brother is acting weird, how their side of cousins are all awesome and perfect, how my sister is married with a man who's economical, how I lied one time, how my parents are being protective, how I don't have any feelings toward Anika and mysha and everyone. I hated every moment they were being like that. One thing is clear tho. They're all the same and we're different. We don't speak ill of people, we don't correct anyone and we don't have such ego to rub around their eyes so they like us. They will never like us and every time we meet them they will point us out what's wrong with us. And so I don't blame anyone, they have a mindset we don't match. It's okay.
It's not that I don't like them. I like them very much. And so it hurts. It hurts because I know my father, I know my mother, I know my siblings in a way they will never know. And we're doing great. We don't need any life advice.
Having a soft heart in a cruel world is courage, not weakness. I will fight from now. I will fight for what I know is to be true. My brother is a talented introvert. My sister is brave and down to earth, My mother is loud, funny and youthful and my father has a magnificent kind heart. And me? I am interesting, mysterious, bubbly, fun, sentimental, quirky and kinda unpredictable. I don't give a fuck what anybody thinks about us. They don't have the awesomeness to see how awesome we are.
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