Inner struggle with parents
Late at night , I was sitting by my window , watching countless cars zoom by a thousand times , watching tiny minuscule people ramble around my neighborhood . I kept watching , and all the while my hands were fiddling with a pencil , rolling it aimlessly between my fingers , back and forth , back and forth . I am someone who loves my parents very much . I am someone who loves them so much that I will want to please them , even at a ripe old age , even when I am considered as an intelligent and responsible adult capable of making my own decisions. My parents are old , they love me , and they are probably afraid and worried about leaving me alone when they leave this world . I wish I can tell them not to worry for me , but sometimes , there seems to be a huge strong sticky tape taped around my mouth in this huge weird cross that make words kinda hard to come out . If my parents are kind of unreasonable , I would find it easier to reject and defy their wishes , and soar high and free . But , that's the thing . They are so perfectly loving, caring and reasonable that rejecting them , leaving them to worry for me , seems like the worse thing to do . But could they be wrong despite their best intentions ? Should I bow down and accede to their request , when I know I will come to regret it later ? Dear parents , I know that you are worried for me . I wish I can tell you my to do so , but I know even if I do , you will continue to worry anyway because that's what's parents do , or so you said . so instead of telling or wishing , I want to show you instead . I want to be the happiest person on earth, a successful human being ( whatever that means ) and the only way I can do that , is to follow my own path , one step at a time , however selfish it might seem . But don't worry, I promise , I will do my best and even if I fall , I will be alright .
