Random Thought: Why do those who are suppose to be family feel that they can say and do whatever they like to you?
Without there being consequences?
Without any repercussions?
Without a care?
When times get hard, they are suppose to be your network, shelter, and confidants. Right?
At least that is what the movies and stories previously told have always said.
I suppose that is all in theory.
Especially if you have really never felt that way around or towards them.
After awhile it becomes easy to not bother caring. Until one by one each relative ends up as a distant memory that you forget.
I guess that is one way to forgive.
When time apart, away from ‘important’ events like birthdays, graduations, holidays, and weddings finally settle.
You say to yourself, “Why should I?”
Bother. Care. Regret. Try.
Your heart feels heavy for a beat. And then it is back to normal again.
Once you have gain clarity and peace from your mind. Both reminding you of what you almost forgot amidst the ‘drama’.
Saving someone from themselves is not something that you can do.
You are not even suppose to.
You do not have to.
Be there. Go there. Stay there.
So you calmly walk away..
The opinions and ‘concerns’ of those who remain does not define you.
When and if asked about it you can even be rude and say, “Your half formed opinions and weak concerns can be sent via your tongue to the crack of my ass.”
Along with all the other shit that they try to bring your way.
The moral message in this is: A long life is not promised to any of us. Do not waste a moment of yours on folks who do not value it.
Even if they are suppose to be family.
ESPECIALLY if they are suppose to be your family.
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