Do parents actually love their children? Or is it just a show of possessiveness?
Okay think about it- They would love you if you were just a kid walking around, and they got to know you. I know, some of us- if we weren't our parents children, they would resent us, my mother hates how I think, she hates how I dress, a kind she hates my outlook on the world, but she apparently loves me, I honestly don't know what she feels toward me, but I don't exactly deny her love, but if things were different, she would hate me more than she hates anyone. No one knows how how I turned out the way I am, but most are great fun that I refuse to raise my hand in hostilities with any other person, unless my my hand was forced, but other than physically I am very agressive. My attitude, my personality, you don't even want to know what goes through my head when I'm angry at someone.
So, would my mother love me if I were someone else? No.
Does she love me now? Probably but this question has popped up in my head so many times and I don't even know why.
This question lingers, but does she only love me because "I came from her so I belong to her"?
Is it because people are kinda programmed that way?
I once got angry at her, I forget exactly what she said, but she said something along the lines of. "I own you." Or something, which offended me very much.
Ugh, I don't even know why I ask myself this question every day!
Guess I'll live a life questioning a parents "love" toward her children.
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