Do you really love me?
By Advikaa Anand | February 15, 2024I’ve always been disturbed by how casually people will say “I love you.”
Advikaa Anand is a Trinity sophomore and an opinion managing editor of The Chronicle's 119th volume.
I’ve always been disturbed by how casually people will say “I love you.”
As I delve deeper and deeper into adulthood, it seems to me that our self-identities and perceptions are increasingly contingent on our relationships with others.
Mandating service work as a graduation requirement would help diffuse the concentrated tensions around career building and professionalism to a useful cause, skillfully deploying Duke students’ talents in arenas where they can do good.
I don’t know why I have cared more about my physical appearance since coming here, but I do reckon it's something to do with the overall preppy, classy appearance of the Duke student body.
Ultimately, forgiving someone is not about them; instead, it’s about us — it’s about our choice to rise above the pain that they have caused us, but only when we are ready, if we are ever ready.
Their overarching message is clear: Women can either be the feminine good or the masculine evil.
Our inherent value is not contingent on some sense of human “capital.”
We no longer find fault in a general crudity towards the words we speak and discount the value of politeness.
I realized that while I felt I was being polite, I was actually apologizing for the kindness people showed me instead of appreciating it.
Because as you will soon realize, to grow up and become who you were meant to be and not merely someone’s child, someone’s friend, someone’s sibling, you have to do life on your own.