HER JOURNAL

JUNE 10, 2025

The house you grew up in.

It's quite fascinating, having a glimpse of someone's life, realizing the home they came in. If we'll scrutinize every intricate detail, we'll definitely notice the distinction between someone who was raised with love and someone who was raised with love. Perhaps, you're thinking it's the same. Prolly confusing but the two are never a like.

Someone who was raised with love always gets what they want. Yes, I know what you're thinking – but hear me out for a minute. When you love a child, you give everything that they need, everything that they want. You always want to see them happy, so you do and give everything – whatever it takes. Because seeing them happy, satisfies your soft heart. The child will grow up thinking that asking and getting what they want is the normal cycle. If that cycle didn't go as it used to? If the child was refused to be given what they are asking for? Believe me, it's like they we're betrayed which is something someone is not supposed to do. A child follows a pattern and if it suddenly change, they'll get confused. They'll be mad, throw a tantrums, or even curse you. When they grow up, they'll undeniably carry the lesson you've teached them in the long run, "I always get what I want, if you can't give it to me, you don't love me." Raise a child with love but don't teach them that love is conditional.

On the other hand, someone who was raised with love is seemingly disciplined as those military in the field. They don't need words to stop from the wrong things they're doing. A mother's glare is enough to make them stop from messing around. They're often shy but wisdom is overflowing even in the early age. If I know, they're not being baby-talked when they're babies. They are loved – so much loved that their parents tend to hear them bawl every time the belt or slipper lands on their butt. "Mama and Papa loves you so you need to feel the pain. That way, when you grow up, you won't cause pain to yourself and others." It's tough love, you see. They want you to be happy, so they fix you before it's too late. You may cry now but soon you'll see.

Just to add up, there's also someone who was raised with destruction. It wasn't directly given to the child, mostly, it's the environment itself. Growing up in screaming, yelling, crying, and fighting environment – takes away the colors and innocence of the child. They're supposed to have minds wondering about the world, it's mysteries, and magic. They're supposed to make mistakes and be corrected. But in a destructive environment - they tend to have close minds. Where walls and doors are locked, they are inside a dark and cold box where screaming and fighting are the only noice they knew. Childhood ain't singing, dancing, playing, and fairytales just like what you always talk about. They lost their childhood, so you can't blame them if their blooming is delayed, if they finally enjoy their childhood now that they're adults. You don't know what they've been through, what if the chains that bind them were finally unlocked - only when their childhood was gone, and now they've grown, strong enough to stand on their own feet and ready to break the unhealthy cycle.

Rain