Is Blood Thicker Than Water?

Hellooooo, people.

Y’all have heard the saying, blood is thicker than water. Usually said by people when they wanna say that family ties are the strongest. But, this is something which people shortened up and when you take a few pieces away from something, it doesn’t remain the same, right? The original saying is:

Blood of the covenant is thicker than water of the womb. 

Meaning, the family you choose is stronger than the one you’re born to.

A question arose in my mind today. Has been there for a long time. But, I think I can put it out in the world, ‘cause the fear of “If I say it out loud, it’ll become real” is gone. Everything in my head which has been there for a very long time isn’t going to become any less real with time. Might as well put it out for all of you to have a look and inspect with naked eyes or the best microscope. Either you might relate or you’d get a new perspective.

The question is: If you could choose which version of that saying should be true for you, what would you choose? 

And, of course, nothing comes without conditions. 

even the love is conditional, unless you’re 0.000001% of the population

Condition is: If you choose family relationships as strongest then you’d have shittiest friends and if you choose friends’, the bonds you choose, as the strongest, you’d have the worst family.

hypothetical much?

good if you feel so, ‘cause you’ve a combination of it

Okay, this might be either a simple straightforward question or a rather complicated one. Let me take you on the smallest road in my mind, for this path specifically. 

don’t look at the skeletons on the side of the roads

those will be a topic for another time

So, if you choose friends, then I’d like to mention to you that family is the one who would shape your young version. If your relationships are strongest there, you’d learn about a lot of things from the people who never wish anything bad on you. They’d even tell you about the cruel things in the world without making you feel that you’d have to face them alone. Even when they mention that they won’t always be there for you, they’d always pair that sentence with something that would give you the oh-so-necessary self confidence everyone should have to navigate through this world! They will be the idols in your life from the very start and you wouldn’t have to search for them, half your life!

Now, if you choose family, then I’d remind you that you spend most of your life with your friends.

just a lil’ reminder: whenever i say family here, i mean parents and siblings; and whenever i say good friends, i mean you’d always have good friends no matter how much time they stayed for_

continuing

Friends are the ones with whom you develop in your teenage years. If your friends are shitty to you in your early years, you can always go to your family (you’re choosing family here). Even in your adult years, you go to them and they give you the best responses there are in the world. But how long do you think you can run to your family? Until they’re there? Okay. But then what? How would you survive if you’ve become the best version of yourself but you can’t have even some decent friends to show your best version to?

If I take it a step further, you wouldn’t be able to marry your best friend, or even a friend ‘cause the option you chose gave you the shittiest friends. So, it’d probably be someone who you fall in love with or someone you’d never be friends with. 

Okay, this smallest road is almost ending. I’d tell you a few more thoughts regarding the same. If you have the best friends but not a good family, your home will always be people. Never a place. If I ask you where would you go if it could be any place in the world, would you be saying a place or a person? 

I know you’d say that home is what people make. But why is it hard for so many people to understand this: If you stay long enough at a place with people who feel like home, the place starts to feel like home. And, if you have a loving family, sometimes, all you want after a tiring day is to get home.

And, sometimes when you’re tired, you wish that home should’ve been a place, not people from different places. At least, you would have a destination to go to, mindlessly.

For people who don’t have nice families, they must feel like running from there. But where do you run to, when even the chains around your ankles are not yours to unlock?

When someone asks you what kind of person you’d like to become and all you have to do is.. look at your family and say to yourself.. not like them!

I hope whichever one is the best for you, family or friends, may the other one get better!

Smileeeee, darling.

~Miss V