Guide To Help Parents In Building A Healthy Relationship With Their Kids(Using a real-life example).
Hi there Respected Parent!
First things first, I love you because you’re a parent. Now let’s begin. Shall we?
I was lying down on my bed at 11:00 PM, with the tears rolling down my cheeks, well they were having a good slide at this hour of the night. I was looking at the wall of my room thinking how cruel this world is. I felt heartache and wasn’t able to figure out why. Yeah, yeah I know I’m so dramatic. But believe me, I think the same. I’m not very fond of watching movies and stuff. Well, I did watch some in which the heroine gets a heartbreak, runs toward her bedroom like an ostrich, and falls down on her bed, and sobs for hours. Don’t worry I am not like that.
Before going to bed I desperately wanted to upload a status on my WhatsApp. That was a snapshot from the book “Everything is f*cked” written by an adorable person Mark Manson. The lines written in that snapshot are here:
“Basically, the more pain we experience, the larger the moral gap. And the larger the moral gap the more we dehumanize ourselves and/others. And the more we dehumanize ourselves/others the more easily we justify causing suffering to ourselves or others”.
Well dear parent you must be getting to the point by now, Why I wanted to upload these lines so desperately? ugh! it's really tragic. The problem is, in most of the middle eastern region of our world parents are the caretakers for their kids for his/her first 20 years of life. In this region parents, after giving birth to their lovely kid only know that they have to feed their kid, make some way to admit their child in a good school, and get ready for the next kid. This cycle repeats itself over 6–7 times. In this period they even forget that they once have given birth to their first child. They don’t know they need to give some attention to their little school-going-man. They don’t know what that little boy is going through. They don’t care what their 3 years old feel when they fight like wild cats. They don’t care if his beautiful little heart is going to explode with grief. They don’t even ask when he has teary eyes seeing other kids’ parents when they come to pick their kid at the end of school every day. They don’t ask their kid when their kid grows up, get harassed by someone, and having anxiety attacks due to that bad event. There are thousands of such events that they don’t pay heed to. But I’m sharing some important and keeping the story short.
Just like that my parents gave birth to me 21 years back, wow! I mean I’m 22 now. Now I’m totally f*cked up. Because growing up in an environment where every day of my life I got the most dangerous shocks from my loved ones. Now I am not able to bear any pain emotionally. I get serious anxiety attacks, can’t eat anything, my stomach stops working and I’m having diarrhea every other day. I’m all alone in my home despite having my parents and my siblings around me, in my social life, and everywhere. At this age where people are at the peak of their careers and enjoying their life to the fullest, I’m just having f*cking anxiety attacks.
Dear parent, I request you to go and hug your kid right after reading this story. Don’t scare them to share anything with you. Be the best buddy of your child. whether you’re from the middle eastern countries or from any other part of the world. Ask them if they’re having any fear or if they’re depressed. Trust me, it won’t cost you a penny.
with love,
A destroyed human!
