I sure have some loud opinions about respect. First of all respect is a really important matter in most cases. But only the sort of respect that is mutual, fair, and chosen.
“Respect your family” I grew up with a muslim arabic father, who were very strict, very mad, and very scary. He would preach a lot about respect. “Respect your father, your mother, your brother”. These people they would hit and neglect me. I was more feminin, against violence, different than all of them. And they sure did not respect me. This really gave me a fucked up idea of respect. Because why should I respect these people?
“Respect your friends” At the same time I have had a lot of toxic people in my life, that I ended up cutting of, to protect myself. They didn’t respect me, so again why should I respect them?
“Respect the elderly” This is a mystory for me. I do respect a lot of elderly people, but I do not believe that you just should respect them just because that they have lived a long time. I mean a lot of elderly people are a bit racist and chauvinistic, and honestly I do not respect that.
“Respect yourself” This is actually one of the most important sort of respect from my perspective. I have been dealing with eating disorder, self harm, OCD and anxiety for a lot of years now. And I drink a lot of alcohol and smoke a lot of cigarettes. I lied to myself for a lot of years about my sexuality. So what I am basically saying is, that I haven’t really been respecting myself for a lot of year. But I have made a lot of progress, and now I respect myself much more. And it is honestly the best feeling ever. I know I’m a good person, that I am normal even though I’m gay, and therefore I won’t let bad people get to me, and they can’t, because I respect myself.
I do not believe that you demand someone to respect you, or that you can expect someone to respect you. Respect is something that you should earn. I respect my best friend Theresa because she always is there for me, because she is a good person and a clever girl. I didn’t respect my mother growing up, but I’m starting to, because she is trying to be a better mom, and for that, I respect her. However I do not respect my dad, because he still is the same person he was when I was growing up. And furthermore I do not respect people who are evil, people who don’t treat each other well, people who don’t give you mutual respect.
Respect yourself, be someone who people will respect. And do not respect anyone who don’t deserve it.