Three weeks back, my Mom and I had the worst disagreement we have had, in my 32+ years of existence.
But after 1 day of arguments and almost 1.5 weeks of me not paying too much attention and love into our calls, over time, in a matter of 3 weeks, the argument fizzled out eventually.
Of course, I reflected a lot on how not to trigger her, and now to deal with the same situation if it happens again.
I have also learnt my lessons and am applying them. And things are not the same, to say the least.
However, we are now back to being cordial and loving. Not on the surface but for real.
This is the best thing about family. We disagree. And we disagree in a manner that sometimes things are never back again. Often, because one person is never ready to take responsibility in a relationship. (Which sadly is the worst part.)
But you don’t abandon the relationship altogether. You are there for each other without expressing your most vulnerable self. You are weighing your words before you put them out. You are healing while dealing with the inner conflict.
But more than anything else, you have returned to the relationship.
And that’s a good start as well.
As much as I understand it is important to kill some relationships, sometimes we end up killing a lot of them just because we are allowed to.
Sometimes, we must also kill our egos. While we are still protective of our boundaries.
