The older I become, the more the distance grows.
And personally, I am fine with that.
Diary. Blogs. Journals.
They are all the same.
They are simply a place of expressions.
Only difference is, here, it's for all to see.
Whereas diaries and journals are hidden in my bedroom for my eyes only.
But since I'm trying to practice honest living.
Writing here isn't a bad start.
To be honest, living honestly is definitely difficult.
Why?
My values are clearly so different from the people around me.
And because of that, it creates alot of friction.
Since I decided to live honestly, I am less willing to hide or pretend.
So I wear my heart and opinions on the sleeves and that turns the frictions into arguments.
I still live with my parents.
And I'm Asian.
Meaning?
Asian parents have a way with them.
It's always about following their rules.
Whether or not it makes any sense.
Being a person who always had my own thoughts and opinions,
it's difficult when people tell you,
HEY DO THIS BECAUSE THIS IS THE WAY TO BE DONE AND THIS IS MY HOUSE SO MY RULES.
It pisses me off.
It makes me almost want to move out.
But that would cause a financial drain to my wallet so I'd rather not.
But what I'm trying to say is,
the older I grow, the bigger the distance between my parents and I grow.
And simply because we clearly have different values and thinking.
I can't comprehend their traditional values and thinking while they can't understand why I can't simply do as I am told.
The worse is, as I grow, the more autonomy I require.
Autonomy that I am not going to get if I live in their house.
To be honest, I am not sure how things are going to turn out.
But from where I sit and stand, it doesn't look good.
It just looks like one day, we'll head into a terrible argument.
Oh well.
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