They say “Parents love their children unconditionally.” But look closer.
They say “Parents love their children unconditionally.”
But look closer.
Sometimes…
it isn’t love.
It’s fear.
Fear of being alone.
Fear of being forgotten.
Fear of having no one to call their own.
A child is born -
and suddenly, life has meaning.
Not because the child is love…
but because the child fills a void.
Someone to care for.
Someone to control.
Someone to stay.
And slowly, without realizing -
love turns into expectation.
“Stay close.”
“Listen to me.”
“Don’t leave us.”
Not always spoken…
but always felt.
Because the truth is-
when love is pure,
it sets you free.
It doesn’t bind you with guilt.
It doesn’t demand your life in return.
It doesn’t say “I gave you everything, now you owe me.”
That’s not love.
That’s fear… wearing the mask of love.
But here’s the part no one talks about -
Parents aren’t wrong.
They are human.
They were never taught how to love without attachment.
They were never shown what freedom looks like in relationships.
So they hold on.
Tighter than they should.
Not because they want to control -
but because they don’t know how to let go.
And the child -
grows up confused.
Is this love?
Or is this obligation?
And somewhere in between -
both suffer silently.
Because one is afraid to lose.
And the other is afraid to break.
But real love…
real love is different.
It says “I am here for you… not to own you.”
“I gave you life… not to control it.”
“You don’t belong to me…
you came through me.”
And the day that understanding comes...
something changes.
Not in the relationship…
but in the weight of it.
Because now.
love is no longer a burden.
It becomes a blessing.
#Rudrafication