I remember when I was about 5 and I built an entire metropolitan city out of legos, build blocks, wood blocks, and books. It was like that scene from lilo and stitch minus the destruction and more intricate. I set up road ways for the hot wheels with a highway and bridge. As a kid I was just having fun expressing my creativity but parents see things differently. What parents see is potential to what your future could be. The problem with that is some parents take it a bit too far and become controlling to the point that the child loses motivation and drive to continue to do the thing they once enjoyed. Some parents lose sight of the children's want because they can only see their own. The constant push for greatness and success begins to feel like pressure that's constantly building with no letting up. You get to a mindset that if you don't live up to their expectations that you're a failure. But the more you push to make them happy the more you start to resent them and hate yourself. You get to a point where you feel alone constantly. Feelings of darkness start to take hold and you just stop caring. You rebel like most teens hoping that your parents will finally listen to you. But each attempt rips you further and further away. Day by day you die a little inside. You try to move on and focus on what you love but the constant pressure caused you to lose passion in the only thing you ever truly enjoyed. Filled with rage you look for something new to replace it. Nothing really does it for you. After a few attempts you reluctantly give in to your parents ignoring any possibility for happiness of your own. Eventually you start smoking and drinking and it feels good for that moment. But it's a temporary release eventually you look for something better and harder. Your parents eventually find out and begin being disappointed in you again but you're to dead inside to care. Everyday you deal with their attempt at helping you only the help isn't for you It's to fix what they think is wrong in order to make you the way they see fit for themselves and their approval. Time goes by and after awhile you pick up a pencil and you start writing and drawing again but this time it's not for them it's for you. You do it to release all of your pent up emotions over years of holding them in. You do it not because you're bored but because you truly want to and for the first time since what feels like forever you're truly happy. You do it because it's what you want to do. Sure there are bad days but for you in itself finally feels fun again. Vera Wang style wedding collections for rent price
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