For Them, Always: A Daughter’s Promiseđź’•

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Is it wrong to prioritize someone over myself?
Isn’t it wonderful to idolize my parents and keep them above everything else?

I feel endlessly grateful for all that they’ve done for me — for how they’ve cared for me, loved me, and guided me till this day. And yes, I would sacrifice anything for them — and I truly mean it.

I’m not writing this to prove that I’m the only one who values parents or to show off. That’s not the point. I’m sharing this because I know there are others like me — people who sometimes feel guilty for not putting their parents first. To those people, I want to say: you’re not alone. We exist.

I’ve been this way for as long as I can remember. As a child, I’d make silly excuses to avoid going to relatives’ houses alone — just so I could stay with my mom. I never kept my sister’s mistakes secret because I wanted my mom to trust me completely. I gave up several opportunities just to stay by her side and help her.

And when I look back on those memories, I don’t regret them. In fact, they make me happy — proud, even — because I know my heart was always in the right place.

As I grew older, this love became a natural instinct. If my mother said “no” to something, I’d drop it instantly. I would only pursue something if she approved of it.

I’ve often made choices without considering my own desires or interests. But now, when I see her hurt by her own people, it truly breaks me. I feel helpless and frustrated that I can’t protect her from that pain.

So, I wonder — is it really wrong to want to make your parents happy?
Is it so difficult to live in a way that doesn’t hurt them?
Isn’t it our responsibility to fulfill their wishes?

I admit — I too didn’t choose the career they wanted for me, and that remains one of my biggest regrets. I still don’t know what I was thinking back then. I made poor choices, and I know that decision hurt them deeply. That regret stays with me. But I’ve learned from it.

From that moment on, I promised myself that I’d never let them be hurt again.
All I want now is to see them happy — to see all their dreams come true, whether through me or someone else.

I want them to feel proud of their children and of the values they’ve instilled in us.
That’s all that matters to me. Nothing else.


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