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for whom, do we really live our lives for?
i'd like to believe that im living my life for myself, doing the things i want to when i want to and so on. but on the other hand, the motive for doing what i want to do, it seems...would be because of my responsibilities as a son.
when i was young, i wanted to get a good job and earn money. why? cos i felt like i had to ensure my mom could lead an easy life once she retires.
to get a good job, i need a good degree. to get into a good uni, i had to study hard(which i didnt)
so in the end it all boils down to my responsibility, not due to my liking what im doing so much. and they can be so contradicting. telling me how i have to make my decisions and be independent etc, yet they keep intruding and telling me what i have to do. comparing myself to them, "when i was ur age blah blah" "u should blah blahhh".
they dont even begin to understand me yet they think they know me better than i do myself. makes me wonder, why i even bother...
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