Nobody Understands You, But You

Nobody understands you, but yourself. Not even your parents, friends, or closest loved ones could ever possible understand you as fully as you do yourself.
 I hate being criticized. But it is inevitable. Criticism blinds us from understanding people fully, even if their viewpoints different greatly from ours.

Today we criticize just about everything, from the food we eat, to the clothes people wear, to even our own parent's and how they behave. Maybe it's because we don't understand things beyond what our eyes can see.

This is what I mean:

R.I.P to That girl you called a slut in class today. She’s a virgin. The pregnant girl walking down the street. She got raped. The boy you called lame . He has to work every night to support his family. That girl you pushed down the other day. She’s already being abused at home. That girl you called fat. She’s starving herself. The old man you made fun of cause ugly scars. He fought for our country. The boy you made fun of for crying. His mother is dying. You think you know them . Guess what? You don’t!

We live in a world where even our own parent's judge us based off the most stupid of things. From grades, proper behavior, actions, thoughts, inaction, just about every little fucking thing can be used as some form of judgement and frankly I'm done with it.

If even the woman who gave me birth can't treat me as her son of a bitch, than who do I turn to for love and forgiveness?

But it's not their fault. They don't understand me the way I understand myself. And most likely... they never will. For the remainder of my life, I will just have to sit back and hear them scream insults and throw apathetic remarks at me.

But as long as I have complete understanding of my own self - something I strive everyday to achieving - than there is no need to care or worry about what others may think of me.

Even if those others... are my own parents.