Everything usually looks good on the outside. You never know what's happening on the inside until you're actually there; in person, seeing and experiencing it all first hand. There are a multitude of pictures and scenarios where everything looks "perfect". Social media is probably the best example for today. Look at all the smiles! Omg what a great/wonderful/ time they're having! Such a loving/polite/perfect family! Bullshit.
There is no perfect family/children/marriage/_______insert whatever you need to. I had a Facebook "friend" who only posted the best pictures of everything. The view from her incredible apartment in Brooklyn, how adorable and well behaved her young children were, you get the point. I unfriended her. It was too much. All that perfection.
When Thomas was much younger and his behavior was quite imperfect; he was also developmentally delayed. We had friends over with similar age children. One mother bragged and bragged about her kids. The kid Thomas' age knew all his colors and shapes, she went on and on. I wanted to throw up. During the same time, there was another mother I was friendly with who knew the struggles I was having with my son. Yet that did not stop her from bragging about her perfect life and how "fulfilled" she felt as a mother. (Gagging…). Fast forward twenty something years. The kid who knew all his colors and shapes, I personally witnessed him get his ass whipped as an adult after he and his brother mouthed off to the wrong people. The "friend" who bragged about her life and felt so fulfilled? I guess her life wasn't as great as she described. She cheated on her husband and left him for the other guy. No, really.
Maya Angelou, the poet said in so many words, people may not remember what you said or did, but they always remember how you made them feel. As I got older I learned there is no perfection. You have no idea what goes on behind closed doors and everyone has "shit".
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