Friday, February 27, 2026

THE DANGER OF OVER-FAMILIARITY

 


Familiarity rarely announces itself as a risk. It comes quietly. It often begins the moment we drop titles and say, “Please, call me by my first name.” That small sentence sounds harmless, even warm. Yet in many professional and cultural settings, it is not casual at all. It requires permission. It signals that something has shifted. A boundary has been lowered. A certain distance has been deliberately reduced.

Some cultures formalise this transition. In Germany, the move from the formal “Sie” to the intimate “Du” is not casually made. “Du” carries more than convenience. It signals closeness, equality and a subtle bond. One does not simply assume it. It is offered. And when it is offered, both parties understand that the relationship has entered a different level.

Familiarity is not merely linguistic. It is relational. It creates a bond. Not just social. Not just emotional. A bond of influence. A bond of shared movement. A bond that carries responsibility, sometimes even beyond this earth life.

On earth, we live side by side despite vast differences in maturity, character, discipline and spiritual development. The physical world allows this mixture. But inwardly, we do not all stand on the same step of spiritual maturity.

When two unequal persons form a close bond, something predictable happens. The stronger can descend. The weaker does not automatically rise. Growth does not occur through proximity. It occurs through individual effort. Where there is imbalance, the higher may be slowed, entangled or burdened. Rarely does the less mature ascend simply because intimacy was granted.

This is the real reason we should warn ourselves.

Over-familiarity dissolves healthy distance. It removes protective boundaries that were quietly serving us. It creates obligations we did not consciously choose. Later, these unseen ties become sources of tension, disappointment or spiritual stagnation.

This is not an argument for coldness. It is an argument for order.

Mature cultures understand this instinctively. Among the Yoruba of Western Nigeria, when an adult child has children, even parents often shift their mode of address. The son or daughter is no longer called simply by first name but as “Ade’s father” or “Moji’s mother.” The individual is addressed through the dignity of their new role. The relationship does not drift into casual familiarity. It is deliberately restructured around responsibility and honour. A new boundary is drawn, not to create distance, but to preserve order. Respect is formally established, and with it, the limits that protect both parties.

There is a profound difference between kindness and intimacy. Between goodwill and binding one another. Between respect and fusion.

When familiarity is offered too quickly, it often springs from emotional need, vanity or impatience. True strength does not rush toward closeness. It moves with clarity. It discerns character. It respects differences in depth and direction.

There is also a harder truth. Never live closely with someone you cannot respect. Respect is the foundation of every healthy union. Without it, familiarity degrades both parties. What began as warmth becomes irritation. What began as ease becomes entanglement.

That is why intimate forms of address and deep familiarity should be reserved for serious, committed relationships. Marriage is one such bond. There, closeness is intentional. It is binding. And what is binding must never be entered into lightly, because it carries weight, consequence and permanence.

We should not be eager to dissolve boundaries. We should not even be eager to ask for that dissolution. Let titles stand. Let space remain. Let respect breathe. If a deeper union is meant to form, it will do so deliberately, not impulsively.

In simple terms, guard your inner space. Do not bind yourself unnecessarily. Build relationships with intention, not haste.

Where there is order, there is harmony. Where there are boundaries, there is freedom. And where there is mutual respect and harmony, there is ascent.


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