The Difference of Chlorophyll

privilege is a luxury
treasure it
with less on your mind
less comes out
with more comes trash
easily identifiable
not decipherable
within the confines
of too much love
affection is undervalued
when the question is
of there being any at all
the scale is different
and illusionarily balanced
pluck a twig
or crample a dead leaf
two insanely different things
viewed as the same in a pile

Infinite Exaggeration

❝ You. I can relate to you. And so can many others. Look below yourself. Look around yourself. You're not alone. You're just thinking too much. You're taking it to your heart. You're not the first to go through all this. Look what I went through. Look how it was way worse for me. Look how the very same thing affected me more than it affected you. Look how things have always affected me more. You've been through things but I've been through worse. And so you should really stop thinking too much, it isn't THAT bad afterall. In fact you really didn't have to deal with anything bad.

Your generation is extra sensitive. You guys take such things and make them big, amplifying bare minimum concerns. Depression? Oh we had bigger reasons to be depressed. But we never complained. Look at how tough our times were. You? You're not even affected that much. You're not really even affected directly. You have a roof above your head. You don't sleep on an empty stomach. You don't have to hang yourself along a bus to commute to school each morning. You don't even lend a hand in the household like our generation used to. You've no burdens to bear. It's all just in your head. You don't experience anything and yet you complain about the uneasiness in the air. What is that and why does it affect you and it really shouldn't because it's not like you're actually dealing with something practically...

There is an unsettling atmosphere and what about it? You can't even handle words when we've faced much worse. Peace? You say your life lacks peace? Comfort? You say your life lacks comfort? Well ours lacked more practically important and substantial things than that. You all just overthink and overreact over the smallest things. What is anxiety? What is that feeling of being unloved? What is the discomfort you speak of? Noise? What noise do you whine about? Oh please. You can't even handle witnessing things. You can't even handle listening to anything you don't approve of. How will you deal with practical life? How will you survive on your own? How will you thrive when you can't even compromise like us? Compromise is essential to building a sustainable life. You all only know how to escape. That is how clever and yet immature you all are. You don't have the patience to stay and deal with things, to face them and put other things and people above your own self. This is the reality of life. You have to go through a great deal and you're not ready for it at all. You don't even know how to deal with actual substantial problems. ❞

Sigh

Dear Society

Be it good, or be it bad. But what you chase most in life, never ends up being yours. In a world this diverse, we all are chasing after something. None is more important than the other, because what is essential for one isn't such for the other. How we value things varies and that's normal. We're all losing something and in that we're losing ourselves. While you try to hold yourself together, don't tell others they've no reason to be broken because...

Sigh

because...because doesn't really matter for those who don't want to pay heed. Why waste my breath on them?

If you see someone's scars, tell them they're not alone. We all wage our own wars and it's vital to know none of us is spared. Show them your wounds, show them the bullet-holes, show them your bandaids. So they look up-to you still standing upright through it all when hell breaks lose. Let your tale only encourage them to fight their own, but don't compare your battles. Don't downplay their struggles.

Parents. Ponder.

I do not know how strongly does anyone need to emphasize this, but please.

If you are a parent, please let your daughter complete her education before she "settles down to start a family".

If you are a parent, please do not pressurize your daughter into having kids as soon she gets married.

Rather if she is being pressurized into either of these situations and you are even a relative, turn around and look at your own daughter and for once think about the consequences of what this female may have to go through and what if your own daughter had to go through this.

I think above all the one thing I've always personally emphasized enough is that women ruin the lives of other women by either force or by silence. And when the cycle just continues we cannot shift everything on patriarchy and claim things won't change.

I'm a young Asian brown female so probably the first thing any adult reading this would think is I've no patience. I'm just another angry young kid, a flagbearer of divorce. I'm promoting one should break a relationship on the smallest of things too. I can't help it if you think such. I'd still recommend you to not judge me personally, because 1) you know nothing about me on a personal level even if we've known each other for years 2) this isn't about me. But if you believe I'm against a female "compromising", then you are right. Patience is essential and understanding each other and "adjusting" with your partner are all essentials of literally every relationship. Both partners need to learn to cooperate and work together. A "compromise" though is one-sided and toxic, for both individuals. One keeps pushing the other against the wall and the relationship isn't lasting, it's barely surviving, against some compulsion or a bunch of other excuses.

Pick out literally any case of a woman living in silence and bearing any sort of physical, mental, emotional or other sorts of torture. Ask her why? She will almost always tell you she cannot afford a good living for her kids because she isn't "qualified enough", and so the best option for her is to suffer in silence, till her children are independent. Then her children will be a shield against her own husband.

^ I'm not making this up. Literally open your ears and eyes and ask people because I'm not just another keyboard warrior, I have asked, multiple women multiple times. And all their stories follow a similar pattern. Due to privacy concerns I have to maintain the confidentiality of their identities of course, so no I've no "proofs" for you. Try it yourself and you'll get the same replies.

I'm not saying something as precious as education has only one purpose, to protect you. But for our women, the lack thereof has been problematic. I'm not saying not having a child immediately gives you all the opportunity to test your relationship, and it's a guarantee that your husband will never do wrong after that. But for most such cases, having a child becomes her greatest hindrance in setting herself free. Give her sometime to understand the relationship she is in. This goes regardless of it being an arranged, love, arranged-love, love-arranged or any other sort of marriage.

I'm not promoting the idea of divorce and please don't come telling me it's the most undesirable of permissible things, because like you I do know that already. But even if least desirable, it is better than suffering in silence for years and promoting the cycle to repeat.

A son born in an abusive household learns his mom had no choice, is brought up being told men are superior and then when he grows up, he does the same. Marries a woman, makes her suffer — in silence.

^ this is not the story of every child born in an abusive household but this is a true story and there are many of such nature around you, it's just the mouths of these women are often sealed shut

There's more to understanding these things than sympathising with a victim only.
Stop letting your daughters reach that stage where they have to post about the victimization they had to face.

Disclaimer: If you got married at a young age or have had a child soon after. Please do not take this personally. I do know a lot of happy couples that met as highschool sweethearts, got hitched at a young age, have beautiful kids and are growing up together with their partners. God bless you. You are lucky. May you always stay happy and blessed. But everyone doesn't have a love story as beautiful as yours. Some are forced into these things and those are the ones I'm speaking about.