Our parents are our greatest patrons and our worst enemies. They may have simply brought you into the world, or they may have gone further to bring you up in the world, and if you're anything like me, they brought you up so far, only to abandon you mid-childhood. The influence and impressions they cement into our minds are so deep and detailed, even we can not fully comprehend. We can not abandon our parents, just like they can never really deny us. We are their legacy in the flesh, whether it be positive or negative, they are instilled in our fingertips.
For instance, my mother.
My mother was a beautiful woman. She was intelligent, imaginative, exciting and interesting...However, she was also, a habitual liar, manipulative, and exceedingly selfish. I can't stress the amount of influence this woman had on me. To me, my mother was the bravest, kindest, and most beautiful creature alive! She always knew exactly what to do when a problem might arise, but she particularly knew exactly what to say. If ever I have known a temptress, my mother is she. This Jezebel woman, could wrap anyone, man/or woman, around her finger with mere conversation. She was eerily witty, and undeniably talented in her skill to make you believe she was right, even when she was horribly wrong. In short, she was a tactician.
One of my biggest fears is to be like her, but I am afraid that is exactly who my personality resembles.
They say that ultimately you decide who and what you are, and while I'm sure this is partially true, it's not in its entirety. You are shaped by your environment, and you are molded into a reflection of some sort. Individuality is your soul, something you came with, something hidden and protected layers beneath, and it's the strength to dig deep within yourself and find it, that's makes you a better/different individual. However, your senses are used every hour or every day, and are in constant contact with the outside world. You hear, see, touch, taste, smell, your surroundings, your persuasive habitat.
For so long, I used all my energy to conduct myself in a way not influenced by anything...or so I thought, but the truth was, I was doing exactly what I was taught.
I was being exactly who everyone expected me to become.
I am much more predictable then I would ever like to admit.
Friday, March 5
Sora
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