Honor can be brought back your virtues. Honor gives a social distinction of what is right and what is wrong. But is society always right and is honor only your pride on your sleeve? How important to you is it to be good and how important to you is it to be be good and better than everyone else? Not only that, but to show your honor. Honor is given and never bought. It is something that has to be earned, but I can't say I appreciate, no matter how well intended, honor can be when its thrown around to belittle others. People flash their pride and expect us to feel bad for ourselves.
Recently I experienced the feeling of my dream being crushed by someone's deceitfully powerful hands. How can someone destroy your dream? By achieving it and doing better than you had envisioned. I take a bitterness toward that, which I believe to be wrong but my anger is good at taking control of things like this. When something hurts me (and believe me I am a masochist on the inside), its always an emotional hurt rather than physical. It's starting to leave scars.
I feel like I've changed, not because of surroundings, people or influences of some sort, but because continuous injurious events. Like any wound it becomes a scar if it goes deep enough. I don't see the point in honor, but dreams give people reasons to live. Reasons to hope and find something that is worth their lives dedication. I find honor to be something that shows on the outside and says nothing about the inside. Just like a badge. It seems like nothing more than a social recognition. There will always be reasons for why people are honored, and some of these people really have evoked incredible notions. But for me, I'd respect a poor man who tried and failed at everything he did and still wears a smile just a little more than the man who grew rich and studied and became the best. Not because of Honor, but because of his dreams.
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I feel like I've changed, not because of surroundings, people or influences of some sort, but because continuous injurious events.
this describes me as well. i burned my arm last week - the damaged skin is starting to peel off, but the supposed intact skin underneath still looks like melted plastic. i don't recognize myself after i've been hurt deeply and badly.
also: i do see the point in honor, as far as personal integrity goes, but i agree with you on pride.
Intelligent piece. It was very thought provoking, which is your natural style of writing.
I was never a person who thought about honour and pride before. This certainity did though.
I'm more a 'respect others the way you wish to be respected'
and 'people are characters, words are stories'.
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