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Are You Sure To Consider Yourself As A Family?

Living in the kind of world filled with the junior and senior term makes me questioning the real purpose of having it into our interaction between other wives within Wives Association (WA). If the aim of maintaining that kind of interaction is to gain respect from your so-called junior, believe me it won't work and if it does it will be temporary. 

I can't describe my disagreement to situation which there is a disparity between senior and junior, especially if the disparity aims to humiliate the ones you think you can fiercely intimidate.
I think I'm enough to see the un evenness keeps on happening in our surroundings. I also can't stand to people who complains about their senior actions to them, BUT once they are in the position, they just DO the same thing! They instantly forget their feelings when they were in junior position. 

Another situation also makes me want to puke every time there is someone saying "we are family". Being a family is not that simple to me. It takes time, it takes energy, and it takes money! It needs something in return if you want to make someone or to make yourself be a part of family. It's just that simple!

I am so terribly sorry. I just can't be a person who already mean to you and then saying sorry for hurting you and then still consider you as family. I am sorry if I can't be that kind of person. I am quite surprised to find many people did just like that.

If you think you are a part of family, you will be mad if you find your junior is mistreated by others. 
You'll be moved when you find your junior has done many things for the WA and for you. They did it for their family, esp. for their husband NOT for you! If you think they are your family, you will know how they feel whenever they face the same things as yours, and you'll do ANYTHING to comfort them NOT PUT THEM DOWN!
If you think you are the member of the family, YOU'LL do anything to encourage them (your junior) to be more productive and you are not feeling intimidated by their presences. If you are the truly member of the family, you will not hesitate to cover up other members incapacity or incompetency. 

But once again... it happens only if you think you or your so-called junior are deserved to be called family.
The question is... are you sure to consider yourself as a family?



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