It’s For Your Own Good

I think I can safely say that all parents have told their sons or daugthers AT LEAST ONCE of the following line; It’s for your own good.

It’s for our own good? How sure are you?

I was talking to a good friend of mine just now, and was rather angrily motivated by his situation to post this.
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Why do parents oftenly use this line against us? “It’s for your own good”. Yes, I agree. At most times, it really IS for our own good. Especially at those times when we were much younger as kids back then, when we knew nuts about what were bad influences and negative elements. Yes, that I agree, whatever they did or said, was really for the sake of our own good.

But what about studies? Dreams? Passion? Future?
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Dreams and future.

“You have to know the difference between dreams and future”. Another common line from parents when it comes to studies matter.

“If you can dream, and not make dreams your master;
If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim;”
by Rupyard Kipling

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If I can choose to live my dreams, then my dreams will be my future. But if I were to forced to live a future that I’ve never once imagined, then my future will never be my dreams.
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The truth is, it’s too subjective.

Because of the fact that we’ve been taught and had our mind sets since the early beginning that the image of a doctor or lawyer portrays professionality, until today, what we are looking at is merely known as the stereotype icon of the doctor or lawyer.

But what is the real truth behind these stereotype icons? Yet again, it’s too subjective.

I am quite offended on how people tend to stereotype designers. Does it mean that even though they major in the art field, they’re not as intelligent? How sure are you designers don’t earn much? How sure are you they don’t earn as much or more than those you call Professionals? Have you been a designer or an art director before? Are you the person who sets the market demand in the future and many more futures to come?

No.

If we are to be forced to travel the path that we never had the intention to, then in a few years to come after we graduate, we will all be in the same boat no matter what field we major in. We are going to be in the same rat race.

“But the trouble with the rat race is that even if you win, you’re still a rat”, by Lily Tomlin.

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Dear parents, Stop stereotyping. Stop assuming. Stop assuming that you guarantee to know exactly what’s best every single time.
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BUT Why do you assume so quickly? How sure are you that there’s surely gonna be a river ahead? Okay now. EVEN IF there’s really a river, how sure are you that there is no bridge across! The only way to know, is to travel further!

Don’t make assumptions too quickly.

The world is changing. It has changed and is still changing. It changes with time. That’s an unarguable fact.

It is hard to fail, but it is worse never to have tried to succeed.
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Dear parents, if our interest is in the art and design field, and with that, you say “Don’t live your dream, that dream might in time turn only into a hobby in future”. Thus, you pushed us to the field and path that we never wanted to travel on.

And by that, I must say, indeed we’re not living our dreams. What we are living, is your dreams.

If you can guarantee that you know this and that is for our own good, can you guarantee that in years to come when we have our career, we will not have to wake up dreadfully every morning from bed and look in the mirror at ourselves and say, “Damn it, it’s a Monday. I have to go for bloody work”, or, “Fck, I hate my job!”.

Can you?
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And before you further misunderstand, I’m NOT referring this issue to me or my parents. Not particularly anybody’s infact. I’m just saying it in general.

And with this opportunity, I want to thank both my parents, my loving mother, and father, for understanding my study needs, career interests and all in all, my happiness. I’m more than grateful that my both my parents agree with me choosing my own field of studies. And with that, it is an additional plus point to why I must not let them down.

I shall end this post with this picture,
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