Our independence is stolen from our parents. For us to gain that right, we often have to hurt the people that love us the most to get it. We show that independence through making our own decisions about where we live, what we do professionally, personally, and with our finances. Whether a motorcycle or choosing to live with someone of non-significance of the opposite sex. We strut around the streets as if no one owns us and exude an energy of freedom and no one else matters but the people we choose to allow to matter.. and people bye it… they treat us as if we have broken from the selfish love that our parents have for us… that we are free to do as we please, where we please, with whom we please.
But what is this all worth if you do not have the courage to run away and lead a life. What’s it worth when you can’t get away from what you know… even when there is someone dangling in front of you that wants to be a part of your story? Where is your independence and your courage to make it on your own, with your own rules, in your own way, with your own soul guiding you towards that image you worked so hard to project. You no longer would have to project it, it would just be you… Where is the courage?
the lack of courage is visceral and a weakness that can never be forgotten once you’re on the receiving end of it.
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Sometimes people run away too quickly, then, if those people are lucky – they are able to come home again to say good bye to the parents that are no longer able to hold on to them – as the parents are the ones now leaving.You know this – everything comes down to timing – and I truly believe from everything seen in my life – that everything happens for a reason. I know, I know – you didn’t ask but I am always happy to show the flip side of the coin. (Just imagine – without me – you probably would not be the liberal, green leaning adult that I have come to respect today.) Smooches.