Is family overrated?
For many many people, family is a burden. That's a cliche of course.
But I think the reason for the burden is not because we are bound by principles of "fillial piety" or "family values". Rather, I think it is because some families are networks of deceit - parents lie that they truly care about their children, and children become neurotic when they try to lie to themselves that they must salvage some relationship that never existed.
You are burdened by living the lie that there is any kind of relationship.
A bond by blood - is it really that close? Would you eat every day with your marrow donor?
If you are thankful for the arduous task of having been raised, all well and good. But I do not see the need to subscribe to an otherwise imaginary relationship if there never was one to begin with.
I read, see, hear of so many families that hate to be a family - and yet, we live as if without this single basic unit, we would all flounder and die.
I must be too young to understand that we do not always live truthfully because if we did, the reality of being alone would be terrifying.
Do we really need the family? Is it not overrated?
But I think the reason for the burden is not because we are bound by principles of "fillial piety" or "family values". Rather, I think it is because some families are networks of deceit - parents lie that they truly care about their children, and children become neurotic when they try to lie to themselves that they must salvage some relationship that never existed.
You are burdened by living the lie that there is any kind of relationship.
A bond by blood - is it really that close? Would you eat every day with your marrow donor?
If you are thankful for the arduous task of having been raised, all well and good. But I do not see the need to subscribe to an otherwise imaginary relationship if there never was one to begin with.
I read, see, hear of so many families that hate to be a family - and yet, we live as if without this single basic unit, we would all flounder and die.
I must be too young to understand that we do not always live truthfully because if we did, the reality of being alone would be terrifying.
Do we really need the family? Is it not overrated?