Hmmm Ya... so what to do?

I am amazed at how family can be so enigmatic. They want the best for you. They wish pray and hope only good things happen to you. But then when the onion is peeled layer by layer, there are so many patterns you never understand or at least too difficult to fathom.

Parents have a vision and want the kids to grow into a personality they wish to see. Very rarely does this happen as family is not the only influence while growing up. The fact is, in today's world the external world has more impact on the growing individual than family.

Now coming to what is enigmatic. For all the years the family sees you growing up, you would expect them to know who you actually are, what is your thought process, how things affect you, blah blah blah. But the irony is they still have the vision in mind and try to fit you into that. In most cases its a square peg in a round hole. And the criticism which arises out of trying to match this vision and what is the actual individual is sometimes insulting. It is disapproving what the individual is all about.

How do you handle such a situation?

my first post.....

Hi there!
I registered some 5 months ago & i know its pretty lazy of me to be writing my first post now. So what encouraged me to write after all this time? Only one reason actually...

Recently i had this nightmare coming true, hmmm, yes i was forced to sit on a dentist's chair. I had this wisdom teeth, mind you, both the sides, growing in crooked directions. I tried escaping the chair for 2 years by just popping a pain killer or two but this time i got caught. My casual visit to the dentist ended in an appointment for a surgery. Now what's all this fanfare for just pulling out the so called wisdom tooth. I really didn't understand but then it was really scary.

The appointment arrived, i was shaking head to toe. Never felt so uncertain or frightened. With my mom sitting across the room trying to reassure me & the dentist bending over getting things ready for the 'surgery', the room started to spin.

The doctor gave me a shot to make my jaw numb. He started to explain the procedure & at that moment i just wanted to jump out the chair & run for the door. I felt a bit ashamed when the doctor asked me for my age on seeing me shaking so badly. So in order to save the little pride sticking on, i tried composing myself. With so much of activity going on inside my mouth i only prayed for one thing, 'God let this be over quick'.

After 50 minutes of distress and a couple of stitches, it was over. I should really accept one thing, i didn't feel a thing, no pain at all, only a lot of uneasiness though. After a long list of dos & don'ts explained (which included do not smoke for a couple of days, now who is kidding who?) i was ready to go home.

Now coming back to why i am writing a blog, you might think its because of the horrid experience i had in the dental clinic. But the truth is i have not been able to talk for the couple of the days because of the stitches! ( i usually spend most of my waking time doing only that) & so resorted to this :)