(a bit long, but do read if you've got nothing better to do)
I just had a horrible talk turned argument with my parents. My folks are lovely, hard working, caring. They're honest people and have always provided for me, they still do. They got me a car, my mom always makes me great food, they'll choose not to go out themselves so they give that money to me instead. We have always been very close, with my sister too.
But the world they inhabit is nothing like the one i do. I'm currently in university, studying physical therapy, with hopes to switch over to medschool after i get my bachelors. I've spent time with professors, read my fair shair of books (mostly academic textbooks), watched documentaries and lots of movies, traveled to a few places. I have accepted that everything from the smallest thing to reality itself is different for everyone;what's a certain way to me might be another way to someone else.
They can't grasp that. They believe there's a "normal" and it's the same for everyone. They project their own opinions and views of themselves literally on every single matter they ever discuss. While we were "conversing", my dad threw out something like <<as far as I'm concerned, gay people will always be sick people >>. I was honestly left speechless. I realized the root of the problem possibly comes from the times they grew in, the people they were surrounded by and the ideals they were brought up with. Their sight is incredibly limited and their way of thinking simple and singular. It feels like they have a field of view of 30 degrees and can't see past that. Everything i say, even when i quote their very own words, they turn against me, think i insulted them and get offended and angry.
This was the first time we talked about our views in this depth. Previous attempts to have this kind of conversation all failed miserably mere minutes after they began. I could talk about views and cosmic theories for hours, but they cannot. Their own insecurities surface almost immediately and the discussion turns into a disaster. I raise my voice (not because of frustration but rather passion on the subject), they tell me to calm down. I speak calmly and steadily, they start yelling themselves. From weak to medieval to nonexistent points- they're all there, right around each corner.
They said that the neighbors can hear us talking about this stuff and had this look on them, like we were committing a crime or more like they were utterly ashamed of having such a conversation. To them, anyone who's ever visited a psychologist is insane and to be avoided; just an example of their opinions.
I love them, but they are incapable of talking about anything other than mundane, repetitive things of our daily routine. I don't know what to say or think. We are close, but couldn't be any further apart. I can't help but be glad i don't see the world the way they do. They have soft hearts, love and kindness in them, but their views on fundamental concepts of life are simplistic and shallow. Some things that i believe everyone, not just intellectuals, should have looked in on, they probably have never even discussed before in their lives.