60+ rewatches later, I've still cried every single time, and I will always let myself, no matter who it's in front of. 

I grew up with really traditional-thinking parents who had much of the same flawed teachings and mentality as Celine, and the effects of which really drove home on a personal level exactly how Rumi was feeling in that moment, especially with Celine doubling down and still got grasping it.

The version we all know is already hard-hitting enough, the first time I watched through the Vietnamese version, I had to pause the movie to violently sob and bawl. The dialogue still means the same, but it hit like a train realizing that I've been in that position in front of my own mother, crying almost word for word with the same confrontation. It felt (and still does) like a memory being replayed back to me.

I've never cried ***for*** a character like I did for Rumi. It felt like a release of so much I had pent up for many years. It's one thing to understand the moral in English, but hearing those same words that I had been shameful of saying, actually being *said* by another person, was what made me truly realize and understand that I wasn't alone in how I felt back then. 

Maybe this tangent means something to someone, maybe it won't, tbh I just wanted to let it out, because I don't think I've ever even talked about it to anyone before. I'm okay now though, I've distanced myself from family but learned to forgive them and we're on better terms. I just wish I could give Rumi the hug she deserves. 

This scene will never not hurt, but I love it so much.