This is one is particularly sensitive issue in the culture where the family is invaluable. Many of my friends as well as other people I have come across have difficulties with their family, a few have come from a family with one abusive parent and others have various difficulties in their homes. As someone to whom a family is very important I have been struggling with a question, with consideration of a moral side, a logical side and an emotional one.
Should we forgive our parents because “they are our blood, our parents?”
I have heard my share of stories in my lifetime, each one fracturing my sense of tolerance and shaking my belief in forgiveness. A parent may have given birth, but that doesn't necessarily place him/her in the frames of a “good parenthood”. We encounter parents who are verbal and physical abusive, alcoholics, junkies and just neglectful parents. Yet somehow knowing the harsh truth we still seek to find them, we seek connection. Perhaps it's that quest in search of our creators, similar to religious faith.
Many children suffer from the tyrant like upbringing and in the end emerge traumatized and emotionally scarred, often lacking confidence, self-esteem or self love. Most of our great pain was brought upon us by our parents, sometimes intentionally and other times accidentally, and all precisely because the greater portion of our love is delegated at birth to our parents, without our consent almost. Our friends often hurt us, yet we get over that pain, our children too but we understand, our relatives as well and we still get over them and often just distance ourselves without any serious detriment to our emotional condition.
This isn't so with our parents. We are in constant struggle to prove ourselves to them, to win their respect and approval and to maintain and increase their love. And it is our parents that haunt us until our dying day, anything can be put aside but not parents, they are that invisible connection that cannot be torn, it is not ours to keep or give away. With that being said, I don't understand how some parents mercilessly hurt their children over and over again, or leave them. A son, whose father was an alcoholic and a terror of a man in addition to which abandoned his son and his wife, still traces back to his past to find a grave of this tyrant who he vaguely remembers from listening to the screams under the table. Yet he still craves for the connection. That you cannot change, what you can change is your approach and your emotions, that I believe in.
So should we really forgive our parents simply because they are our blood? Or should we free ourselves from the burden of self imposed morality and judge our parents like regular people? If they are comfortable with hurting their children, we should be just as comfortable of throwing them out of our minds and our lives.
Should we forgive our parents because “they are our blood, our parents?”
I have heard my share of stories in my lifetime, each one fracturing my sense of tolerance and shaking my belief in forgiveness. A parent may have given birth, but that doesn't necessarily place him/her in the frames of a “good parenthood”. We encounter parents who are verbal and physical abusive, alcoholics, junkies and just neglectful parents. Yet somehow knowing the harsh truth we still seek to find them, we seek connection. Perhaps it's that quest in search of our creators, similar to religious faith.
Many children suffer from the tyrant like upbringing and in the end emerge traumatized and emotionally scarred, often lacking confidence, self-esteem or self love. Most of our great pain was brought upon us by our parents, sometimes intentionally and other times accidentally, and all precisely because the greater portion of our love is delegated at birth to our parents, without our consent almost. Our friends often hurt us, yet we get over that pain, our children too but we understand, our relatives as well and we still get over them and often just distance ourselves without any serious detriment to our emotional condition.
This isn't so with our parents. We are in constant struggle to prove ourselves to them, to win their respect and approval and to maintain and increase their love. And it is our parents that haunt us until our dying day, anything can be put aside but not parents, they are that invisible connection that cannot be torn, it is not ours to keep or give away. With that being said, I don't understand how some parents mercilessly hurt their children over and over again, or leave them. A son, whose father was an alcoholic and a terror of a man in addition to which abandoned his son and his wife, still traces back to his past to find a grave of this tyrant who he vaguely remembers from listening to the screams under the table. Yet he still craves for the connection. That you cannot change, what you can change is your approach and your emotions, that I believe in.
So should we really forgive our parents simply because they are our blood? Or should we free ourselves from the burden of self imposed morality and judge our parents like regular people? If they are comfortable with hurting their children, we should be just as comfortable of throwing them out of our minds and our lives.
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