Losing someone’s trust is painful. Losing someone’s trust hurts. Losing your parents trust is the most painful, the most hurtful.
Technology develops so rapidly that one could barely understand how a new thing works to find that a newer model has been released or announced, for which, the generation gap becomes wider and wider every day. Comparing our lives at the age we are at right now to our parents’ lives when they were at our age, we’re very spoiled and life has never been easier. Compared to their lives, we have everything at the tips of our fingers.
Obeying one’s family’s regulations and traditions as life around us develops so rapidly could look and/or feel very odd, developing these regulations to be able to cope with the ever-developing world around is, is necessary yet difficult.
“We don’t trust you enough to let you travel to the UK. You are too liberal compared to your siblings, you talk to and have a lot of female friends, and you smoke shisha. All of this you do, and you live here in Gaza. I wonder what would you do when you go to the UK or anywhere else.”
Trying to explain, I told my mother that my siblings use the Internet to talk to their real-life friends and classmates and discuss/collaborate in class-related issue/homework. They are too busy to find time for networking. Unlike me, graduated and unemployed. If I don’t network and talk to people when I am awake, I would find nothing to do, besides, they all are helping me with all kinds of info I need about London, to say the least.
“Nader, you are way too open and we can’t let this happen. You have to stop doing that.” Mom said. But all I have to do is look at here, smile and turn my face distracting my mind to not think of what she said. I can’t deny it was hard to believe that she actually said that to me; dad has always been treating me like a little kid being very protective but this did nothing but make me an easy prey to life. It has been like that for years but nothing seemed to work with him to change the way he talks and acts with me. Finally, I have come to realize that no matter how old I grow, my father would still treat me the same because, to him, I am still young and lack experience in life and it is his duty as a father to support, help and guide me throughout my life.
What made it even worse was what my mother told me that night. For a long time I felt so left out in a world so crazy so cruel so selfish all alone knowing that the two people I love, respect, and appreciate the most of all I have ever know and will ever know in my entire life, my parents.
I can’t deny how bad it made me feel, and how badly broken my heart was, the thing that left me no choice but to tweet it out expressing how bad it feels but my twitter family stood by me, listened to me, and made me feel better and for that, I wholeheartedly thank each and every one of them.
Winning someone’s trust back is definitely difficult by all means, even maintaining it could be difficult, but never as much difficult as winning it back could be. I can’t say I have won their trust, but I am definitely on the way. I am doing my best to win it back and I know I will.
You try and fail, but every time you fail, you learn something new that you should wisely use when you try again. You will succeed in the end, I promise. And you will love the taste of success.
Thanks Yasmine for the post title. I was stuck at choosing one, the usual.