terça-feira, 1 de maio de 2012

The difficult task to make a choice


As possible as I can remember, when I was a teenager, I used to make some kind of different choices, If I compare me with the "normal life" of my friends. But, If I compera me with my sister/brother, I can tell with 100% of sure that I used to make different choices, because now I am talking about the culture of my family.


In my family, my father gave for all of his children the opportunity to travel to another country, so when my sister was seventeen she decided to go to Disney World and eight years later my bother made the same choice. For me was really hard make this choice because I used to worry a lot about my studies and my profissional future, because of this I decide to wait until I finish my degree and save some money to visit a better place not just to have fun, but a place where I can study as well.

During my high school my family desired that I studied at university to be a lawyer  because I used to be a very talkative person and I always try to be fair. But, before I decided what degree I should study at university, I felt the necessity of discover who I am and what I want to do for the rest of my life. I was eighteen years old and when I made this reflexion was really hard, I was in a moment that none could help me and I didn't want that. Finally I decided to study journalism, I told to my parents and their reaction really surprised me, I still remember the words of my father: "Son, If you wanna be a journalist, I will help you to be the best".

I always have the support of my family, in special my father, he understand me more than my mother. But in a determinate moment of my life (maybe when I was around twenty years old) I started to figure out that I should sort out my problems, I needed start to learn how to deal with my things all by myself, because like this I could grow and be a better and mature person. I started to change, but my parents didn't, because I was not showing to them how the things were happening in my life. So that was a new challenge and I tried hardly, but almost all the time I was not very successful, my parents used to think that we will be their children forever.

Two weeks ago I called my mother from London and I started to tell her about how the things was going here in London and, in the middle of the conversation, I told her that I started to cook and the food was great, suddenly she surprised me saying: "in the beginning I was really worried about how you would deal with the things there, but know I am not anymore". When I listened this I was in shock because my mother used to be the one that always was trying to take care about everything in my life.

Actually, I don't wanna worry my parents , but the choices of live here in London aren't very easy, here I need to deal not just with the absence of my family, but I am far way of my culture, people that I used to meet, I need to clean, cook and pay the bills. That wan't the funniest decision that I choose for me, like my brothers did (and I am not judging them), but that is the decision that I felt the would be necessary to change me, to be a better person and,  even knowing that wouldn't be easy, I chose this "entertainment park" to live good and bad moments. 

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