When King Lear disowned his daughter and denied her her part of his kingdom just because she refused to declare her affection for him in words, everyone thought he was being crazy and rash. “She surely does not deserve this kind of punishment. He loved her best, so why is he doing this to her now” they all said.
I disagree.
I think what he did is perfectly normal. He might have been a bit stupid for not seeing through flattery, but his punishment is in proportion with the love he has in store for her. His anger, rising passion, and disappointment, show nothing but complete and utter love for his daughter– The more we love someone, the more we get upset when they hurt us.
Lately, one of my friends has been accusing me of yelling at her all the time. I tend to that when my life is a complete mess– I turn ugly on those I love; I yell, I scream, I shout, I won’t answer the phone, and I’ll act in a very dry manner. So dear friend, you should actually take it as a compliment if I turn nasty on you. If I am always sweet, kind, and caring with you, then you probably should know that I don’t care one bit for you.
If we ever fight, and I become real angry with you, so angry that I yell, curse, and be a real bitch and treat you like crap, then know what an important part of me you are. Accordingly, this is how my dictionary works:
You Suck: I adore you.
F**k off: You are a part of me.
Get the hell out of here: Please don’t leave.
I don’t ever want to talk to you: If you ever stop talking to me I’ll probably kill us both.
So friend, I’m real sorry for being a pain in the ass sometimes, but I LOVE YOOOOOOOOOOOOOU!! =)
p.s. I really miss my mother!
Haha, I love this post =)