roadrage75
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I just read some previous posts….. and I was a bit upset. For those of you who are depressed regarding your relationships with your parents, I can understand. For those of you who think your parents hate you, or vice-versa, I can understand that too.... but be sure, that's all i can say, and I know this might sound stereotypical, but it is true --- anger, frustration, depression, these can all cloud judgement. They can force you to make decisions that you later regret, to think thoughts that in years time you realise to be so very wrong...... Please, don’t be offended by what I’m about to say, I don’t know the decision in which you live/have lived, but I just want to share something in my life….which may very well be similar to yours…..
take my older sister for instance. when she was in school, she became very depressed. she locked himself in her room, and didnt talk about her worries with anyone. When my parents tried asking her questions, she ignored them.... even refusing to answer the most simplest.....
So how do you think my parents felt? Worried, apprehensive and scared for her. So what did they do? They phoned the school everday to make sure she was there, talked to her teachers, even tried to talk to her friends. But they could not help. Of course thoughts (perhaps a bit extreme) ran through their minds..... drugs, alcohol, suicide-attempts....... they found a diary. They went through it, --an attempt to try an connect with her inner feelings, so they could understand her and perhaps help her a bit.....
Whether or not there was anything seriously wrong with her, was it wrong of my parents to "invade" in her private life by reading her diary, phoning her school?? She thought they wanted to spite her. But me, in all honesty, I’d have done that if I were her parents. That's what parents do. They worry, (sure, maybe too apprehensively). But that's love.
And then there's my older brother.... A more stereotypical story. Being parents, they only wanted that he do well in school. So they pushed him. Okay, yes, they pressured him heaps, overloaded him with work, yes often criticised him and his progress. He sought compliments. But they didn’t give many. And this led to him thinking they were ashamed of him, they hated him. But just because their behaviour was rather insensitive, does not make this true. Sure, the better parent would let their child loose, let him make their own decisions, compliment them....but not all parents are the best-- (and in fact this could have well been because of my mother's childhood, where her parents used to always compliment her older sister, and she developed a personality of arrognace and over selfconfidence). But anyway.... A parent's love for their child, may comes out in actions which could, in the child's opinion, seem to suggest hatred and even shame..... they may even take it out on each-other..... but that doesnt mean they hate you. I was like the middle-man. My brother used to confide in me -- always saying "they hate me, they hate me....what's the point in me staying here anymore". And my parents always confided me too saying "does he hate us? we only want what's best for him. Are we mean/horrible/cruel/failures as parents?" and what could I say?
So I guess I'm saying is, I think one must look beyond theirr parents actions before they judge them. Just think about it, try to imagine yourself as a parent--i know that can be difficult -- try to appreciate what they might be, in fact, trying (but failing) to do. I'm not trying to sound like a know-all. I hope no-one took offense to what I said, and if you have, I'm sorry. But I just felt I should share something with you.
take my older sister for instance. when she was in school, she became very depressed. she locked himself in her room, and didnt talk about her worries with anyone. When my parents tried asking her questions, she ignored them.... even refusing to answer the most simplest.....
So how do you think my parents felt? Worried, apprehensive and scared for her. So what did they do? They phoned the school everday to make sure she was there, talked to her teachers, even tried to talk to her friends. But they could not help. Of course thoughts (perhaps a bit extreme) ran through their minds..... drugs, alcohol, suicide-attempts....... they found a diary. They went through it, --an attempt to try an connect with her inner feelings, so they could understand her and perhaps help her a bit.....
Whether or not there was anything seriously wrong with her, was it wrong of my parents to "invade" in her private life by reading her diary, phoning her school?? She thought they wanted to spite her. But me, in all honesty, I’d have done that if I were her parents. That's what parents do. They worry, (sure, maybe too apprehensively). But that's love.
And then there's my older brother.... A more stereotypical story. Being parents, they only wanted that he do well in school. So they pushed him. Okay, yes, they pressured him heaps, overloaded him with work, yes often criticised him and his progress. He sought compliments. But they didn’t give many. And this led to him thinking they were ashamed of him, they hated him. But just because their behaviour was rather insensitive, does not make this true. Sure, the better parent would let their child loose, let him make their own decisions, compliment them....but not all parents are the best-- (and in fact this could have well been because of my mother's childhood, where her parents used to always compliment her older sister, and she developed a personality of arrognace and over selfconfidence). But anyway.... A parent's love for their child, may comes out in actions which could, in the child's opinion, seem to suggest hatred and even shame..... they may even take it out on each-other..... but that doesnt mean they hate you. I was like the middle-man. My brother used to confide in me -- always saying "they hate me, they hate me....what's the point in me staying here anymore". And my parents always confided me too saying "does he hate us? we only want what's best for him. Are we mean/horrible/cruel/failures as parents?" and what could I say?
So I guess I'm saying is, I think one must look beyond theirr parents actions before they judge them. Just think about it, try to imagine yourself as a parent--i know that can be difficult -- try to appreciate what they might be, in fact, trying (but failing) to do. I'm not trying to sound like a know-all. I hope no-one took offense to what I said, and if you have, I'm sorry. But I just felt I should share something with you.