Vivolkha wrote:Rojava Free State wrote:It's scary to think of what people hide within themselves. All that rage that's hidden away. One day it just explodes out without any warning. This is a major reason why I assume anyone around me could be a potential threat unless I know them well. When I'm walking and someone is behind me, I always keep an eye on them and stay far ahead.
I do the same, to be honest. Also after my parents' divorce I had to get psychological help because of sudden violent anger bursts, so there's that too (for the record, I already had them before the divorce but afterwards it just went totally out of control).And as for the second thing you quoted, I'm talking about parents who may or may not know something is wrong, but certainly would know it's wrong if they knew it was happening. Let me give you an example from my existence
I once knew this girl named Brittany who was a first generation American with Albanian parents. She was really good looking and she was nice to (which was pretty special or unique in my world) and I really bonded with her. But she ended up falling prey to drug addiction and she became a polyaddict (someone addicted to multiple different drugs). Her parents never even knew because she and her sister both hid the problem from them. One day they went for a drive and that was the last of brittany. They were on xanax which slows down your reaction time like alcohol and Brittany lost control of the car and crashed and was killed in the accident. Her death rattled people's nerves but it wasn't anything unique, because only a year before these five guys from our school took a bunch of PCP and Ecstasy and went from a drive and they too crashed and died, right in the middle of a metropark. The guys killed in that crash were also Albanian. I don't know if their parents knew their kids had an issue or not. The point is, imagine someone does a war to raise their kids in america, hoping for a better life. Instead their kid or kids died here, and their move was in vain. These traditional immigrant families often see their kids and up in situations they never even dealt with back home. When you were born in a village in Albania or Iraq or Yemen, it doesn't prepare you to deal with the hard grit of a place like Detroit and it's issues and your kids stop being your kids. They totally forsake the family and themselves and eventually perish. Those are the parents you should feel for, the ones who don't know until it's too late and can't save their kids
I would not leave out the parents who are trying. Intention is what it counts for the most part, I guess. And sometimes we do not appreciate the value of this people, were aware or not of their son/daughter/friend/relative/whatever's problems, until we just lose them. Sounds cliché, I know, but it is true.
On another note, despite my less than ideal family, you seem to live in a much more difficult environment than I do. There are some people who occasionally do weed or even sell the stuff, but you don't see drug addicts in the streets aside from this one poor neighbourhood to avoid. I guess it's because I'm in the better part of the city, because I know in other poorer areas the situation is much worse. Domestic abuse, however, seems to be overall more common than doing drugs here. Families that do not want their kids, parents that are abusive towards each other, that struggle to bring their kids forward even if they want to. Furthermore there has been a big increase in people that search for anything they can sell in trash cans and the like ever since the economy tanked hard in 2008 and never really fully recovered.
Oh trust me, my family life isn't very ideal either. My parents may be getting divorced very soon themselves. It's just there's that and then there's the issues I had growing up with violence and absolute degeneracy among my peers. My whole life is a conflict. doubt it'll stop being one amytime soon