I have been hearing from a very young age that reality is very difficult, compromise, adapt, my father used to say that it is wise to adapt to everything. In the same way, in the face of mother, brother, relative, friend, adapt, accept, adapt to the same dialogue.
It is the practice of those who adapt around. The boy who leaves the paintbrush at the behest of his father and is studying medicine is a good boy, the girl who has become a housewife by leaving the song at the will of her husband is a good girl. A husband who leaves honesty under the pressure of his wife is a good husband. A father who leaves his dreams for his children is a good father. Even when there is no place to stand, when the bus conductor says, 'Seats are empty, seats are empty', the passenger who has adapted is the best passenger. Goodness means adapting to the world.