i wonder what it would feel like to grow up in an affectionate household. where your every move isn't constantly being scrutinized and you don't constantly feel the need to be a certain way, try to be a certain way. where you and your morals are respected and there is room for growth and mistakes, where there is constant support and you are not treated as just another responsibility that the elders have to look after. where girls don't have to behave a certain way and the boys have to fit into certain molds. where your dreams and your thoughts are something that you are entitled to have and lead your life in a way that you want. where your life isn't just meant to provide for those who provided for you during your infancy, when you werent able to provide for yourself.
i dream of a free life.
a life which is entirely mine. i dream of a family that loves and cherishes. i dream of loving parents and a loving sibling and someone who understands you and respects that you have a life outside of this, that you have dreams and ambitions and needs and wants.
i dream of stability and freedom, coexisting.
