Is It a Tribe?

Is it one of those expectations like your mom is kind of looking over your shoulder and judging right are we? Or is it actually coming from something that we enjoy in which case it's much less exhausting if it is right. We assign the biggies that we assign all kinds of definite meaning and definitions like, oh, it means she doesn't love me. It means he doesn't care. Okay. And so if I need a certain level of clean that that's really on me. Right. Yeah. So interesting.