I'm thinking a little more today. i think that why i also have headache he he. just kidding.
if i had to choose between respect and love, what would i choose?
i think from my friends i would want love because only after they respect you do they love you. that is the experience i have with my friends. they only love you because they agree and accept who you are.
but i fight for respect with my family. do we all face the same fight with our family? why is it that getting respect from your family ends up always being a battle we need to face in our lives? I'm not saying i respect anyone easily. to think of it i only look at the concept when i sit and thin like this about respect.
with my family i don't know how respect is. but i feel like in my family we crave love more than respect. don't mistake me we love each other in our own but we fail to see that in the others perspective. i end up feeling we're never happy with the amount of love we receive from our family and in turn we get angry with them when what we really crave for is the same attention from ourselves or the those from the outside of this circle. we turn on our family instead of embracing what they give us.
i come from an Indian family and we're very close knit, sometimes that closeness is the reason for the suffocation we silently face. we end up unintentionally want respect more than love- respect give us attention from other people, makes you look good, accomplished, secure, strong- acceptable. so i find myself sometimes trying to check the small boxes next to these title and forget what it is i really want, whose love or respect i want. i think in the journey of ticking these boxes we end up choosing respect over love.
i think over incidents and over time i've come to realise at this stage in my life-
i choose love.
anyday.
if i had to choose between respect and love, what would i choose?
i think from my friends i would want love because only after they respect you do they love you. that is the experience i have with my friends. they only love you because they agree and accept who you are.
but i fight for respect with my family. do we all face the same fight with our family? why is it that getting respect from your family ends up always being a battle we need to face in our lives? I'm not saying i respect anyone easily. to think of it i only look at the concept when i sit and thin like this about respect.
with my family i don't know how respect is. but i feel like in my family we crave love more than respect. don't mistake me we love each other in our own but we fail to see that in the others perspective. i end up feeling we're never happy with the amount of love we receive from our family and in turn we get angry with them when what we really crave for is the same attention from ourselves or the those from the outside of this circle. we turn on our family instead of embracing what they give us.
i come from an Indian family and we're very close knit, sometimes that closeness is the reason for the suffocation we silently face. we end up unintentionally want respect more than love- respect give us attention from other people, makes you look good, accomplished, secure, strong- acceptable. so i find myself sometimes trying to check the small boxes next to these title and forget what it is i really want, whose love or respect i want. i think in the journey of ticking these boxes we end up choosing respect over love.
i think over incidents and over time i've come to realise at this stage in my life-
i choose love.
anyday.
