The Privilege of Privacy

      In January, my parents took my door away from me. At that point and time I was on academic probation and not doing too hot. My father told me it was partially a motivation tool. Once I got my grades up I could have it back.
      When he said that I was embarrassed and annoyed. At 19 years old, I was upset that they could do this to me. How did my parents expect me to improve my studies if I couldn't concentrate with noise in the house? Their logic escaped me. Heck I was even irritated in regards to my writing. When I write I like to lock myself off from the rest of the world. I need to be alone and in my own world. Closing my door was the most effective way to do that.  In protest, I refused to do anything different. I still changed in my bedroom, and stacked things I didn't want to deal with near my entryway like I would if I had my door.
      Yesterday my dad put my door back on my room but I didn't notice it until a few hours ago. When I confronted my parents, my mom didn't say anything. My dad mentioned that he was impressed with my work ethic towards my Advanced EMT certification, and it was in his way. He also mentioned that he and my mom wanted to buy me a stethoscope. I had indicated my desire for one about halfway through the class, and I'm slightly surprised yet grateful that my parents are proud enough of me to front the hundred or so dollars a stethoscope is likely to cost.
     Typically at this point in my blog post I would try to share some lesson I'd learned and give advice to those people like me. I'm not going to do that tonight. My parents are loving people who at times may be strict but also love and desire good things for me. I thank God for them. Tonight in lieu of a lesson, I will leave you with a song. Last summer when I  was working as First Aid this song was one of the seventeen chosen to represent the summer play list. (I'm not kidding you, the place I was working play very close to seventeen songs the entire summer.) Back then it reminded me of a memory. When I heard it again tonight I was reminded of that same memory, so in tribute of what it means to me I present to you their lyrics:

Am I wrong
For thinking out the box from where I stay?
Am I wrong
For saying that I choose another way?
I ain't trying to do what everybody else doin'
Just 'cause everybody doin' what they all do
If one thing I know, I'll fall but I'll grow
I'm walking down this road of mine, this road that I call home

So am I wrong?
For thinking that we could be something for real?
Now am I wrong?
For trying to reach the things that I can't see?
But that's just how I feel,
That's just how I feel
That's just how I feel
Trying to reach the things that I can't see (see, see, see)

Am I tripping
For having a vision?
My prediction
I'ma be on the top of the world
Walk your walk and don't look back,
Always do what you decide
Don't let them control your life, that's just how I feel oh whoa
Fight for yours and don't let go,
Don't let them compare you, no
Don't worry, you're not alone, that's just how we feel

Am I wrong? (am I wrong?)
For thinking that we could be something for real? 
(Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah, oh)
Now am I wrong? (am I wrong?)
For trying to reach the things that I can't see?
(Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah)
That's just how I feel,
But that's just how I feel
That's just how I feel
Trying to reach the things that I can't see (see, see, see)

If you tell me I'm wrong, wrong
I don't wanna be right, right
If you tell me I'm wrong, wrong
I don't wanna be right
If you tell me I'm wrong, wrong
I don't wanna be right, right
If you tell me I'm wrong, wrong
I don't wanna be right

Am I wrong?
For thinking that we could be something for real?
Now am I wrong?
For trying to reach the things that I can't see?
But that's just how I feel,
But that's just how I feel
That's just how I feel
Trying to reach the things that I can't see (see, see, see)

So am I wrong? (am I wrong?)
For thinking that we could be something for real?
(Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah, oh)
Now am I wrong? (am I wrong?)
For trying to reach the things that I can't see?
(Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah)
But that's just how I feel,
That's just how I feel
But that's just how I feel
Trying to reach the things that I can't see (see, see, see)