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Maybe it is that they do understand, it’s just that they’re so caught up in trying to have what’s “best for us” that they don’t realize what’s “best” is simply what makes us happy.
I used to hate her for not understanding the kind of person I wanted to be, and the kind of person I wanted to be with. And even though I know she’d rather have it any other way, she does only want what’s best for me. Except, what she perceives as being the so called “best” is far from what I see it as. To her, I’m different. “Rebellious” maybe. Or perhaps troublesome, disrespectful, chaotic… or anything else. But everything she could possibly see me as, whether it be good or bad, it never changed the fact that she just wanted me to be happy.
But it’s here that we probably clash. I want what I want, but she will always want what she wants, for me. My perception of happiness is unlimited. Unrestricted. And never out of reach. Being granted the freedom to make my own decisions is happiness. Being blessed enough to make it through each and every day, knowing that I’ve made my fair share of mistakes, but being able to forgive myself and others for them through it all, is happiness. Making a difference or a change in even just one person’s life, throughout our entire lifetime, is happiness. But isn’t the truest happiness of all, allowing ourselves to find someone who loves us unconditionally, and expects no more than what we are capable of? Finding someone who just accepts us for who we are and sees us the same through any situation? I’d think the greatest happiness one could ever experience in their lifetime, is falling in love.
