We often say we choose our friends, not our family … It’s true. But why so much pain?
It is also often said that having true friends is a precious thing. But the family is even more so because we have only one. She knows us best. So why come to such ends?
The tearing is a discord, a disorder, a stormy discussion that sows the zizanie and the divisions. But it is ultimately a grief, a sadness, a torment that turns to suffering, a despair, a regret that turns into pain. A huge conflict that can break lives.
Tolerance is already vis-à-vis our family. Tastes and colors are not discussed.