{"id":16152,"date":"2022-09-29T11:25:30","date_gmt":"2022-09-29T16:25:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=16152"},"modified":"2022-09-29T11:25:33","modified_gmt":"2022-09-29T16:25:33","slug":"the-better-generation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2022\/09\/29\/the-better-generation\/","title":{"rendered":"The Better Generation"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Now, hold on, before you start drawing conclusions, I am not blogging about an entire generation in general. Personally, I don&#8217;t believe any generation is better than another because each one is messed up in one way or another, but that&#8217;s for another time.<\/p>\n<p>What I am talking about is particularly me and my parents. Very specifically, the difference between their lives and what they&#8217;ve done with them so far and mine. And I&#8217;m blogging about this in hopes the reader can relate. So, a bit of a trigger warning. I&#8217;m not gonna get too specific but I wanna put in the warning just in case the following situation brings back something for the reader. If you don&#8217;t wish to continue reading, that is completely okay, my feelings aren&#8217;t hurt.<\/p>\n<p>With that being said, if you&#8217;re still reading then buckle up because this is going to be quite a ride.<\/p>\n<p>So, why did I give this blog a title that should be given to a broader topic? Not so simply put, I know that so far, I have become a better person than my parents and sorry if it sounds arrogant, but it&#8217;s the sad truth. And it&#8217;s halfway because I wanted that for myself and that I was pressured to be so by others.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_16211\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-16211\" style=\"width: 350px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-16211\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/09\/expectations-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"350\" height=\"233\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/09\/expectations-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/09\/expectations-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/09\/expectations-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/09\/expectations-1536x1024.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/09\/expectations-1200x800.jpg 1200w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/09\/expectations.jpg 1800w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 350px) 85vw, 350px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-16211\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Photo from: World Nomads View of Annapurna South from Tolka tea house on the Annapurna Sanctuary Trek in Nepal. View of snowy Himalayan mountain at sunset through the clouds.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>I chose this photo to put in here because this is what I visualize when I think of reaching certain expectations: climbing mountains, however tall they may be.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s sad to think that I&#8217;d want to make sure I am not my parents. I say that because when you&#8217;re a little kid, what tends to be a big wish aside from being famous or going to space? You hope to be just like Mommy or Daddy, right? Well, unfortunately, that wasn&#8217;t the case for me. I did not want to be like either one of my parents.<\/p>\n<p>Why not? I mean no parent is perfect, but what was so bad about mine in particular? Well, for starters, neither one of them could have a decent career, at least not for long. My dad was a high school dropout and the only college education he received was when he was required to take a college course for the Army in which he served for a year and a half. My mother did finish high school but never went to college.<\/p>\n<p>Throughout my life, it has been drilled in my head that I needed to get all the good grades and that I was gonna go to college to have a good career, because my parents didn&#8217;t have that. I know that is completely normal for parents to want that for their kids and, God forbid, any parent wouldn&#8217;t, but it was for the wrong reasons in my case. On top of that, a lot of other family issues were happening. Like I said, not going into too much detail.<\/p>\n<p>Luckily, I got away from those issues and have been overall okay ever since. Over the last few years, I have learned more about my parents than I thought I would have. They both had strengths that would&#8217;ve led to more than stable careers, but because of the choices they made and they didn&#8217;t have many people to support them, they didn&#8217;t get the chance at that.<\/p>\n<p>Through the past few years, me becoming better and having a better life than my parents became less of something that was decided for me and more of what I really want for myself. And I promise it&#8217;s not to spite them, I just don&#8217;t want to end up like my parents did and show them that even though they didn&#8217;t do it in the best way, they taught me a lot of what I know now, like be careful of the choices you make and learn from the mistakes of others around you as well as your own.<\/p>\n<p>I am very glad to not only have the strengths and talents that would help get me far in life but that I also have good people to support me and help me in whatever need comes up.<\/p>\n<p>Anyways, that is pretty much it for this post, I hope you enjoyed it. See you next week:)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Now, hold on, before you start drawing conclusions, I am not blogging about an entire generation in general. Personally, I don&#8217;t believe any generation is better than another because each one is messed up in one way or another, but that&#8217;s for another time. What I am talking about is particularly me and my parents. &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2022\/09\/29\/the-better-generation\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;The Better Generation&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":85,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16152"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/85"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=16152"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16152\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":16222,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16152\/revisions\/16222"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=16152"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=16152"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=16152"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}