This morning, after the teacher went to the kindergarten, Lao Huang and I went to a nearby breakfast shop to have breakfast as usual. There were a lot of people in the store early in the morning, mostly parents sending their children to eat. Everyone was talking about homework, further education, and extracurricular classes.
Two mothers joined us, one in a haze blue coat, the other in a black coat.
Mother Blue told Mother Black that their child cried again in the morning because she threw away the card the child drew for her.
Black mother asked, what card?
Mother Blue said: "Hey! It was not Women's Day two days ago. Their kindergarten teacher asked them to draw a card for my mother. When I looked at it, I couldn't tell what it was. Well, if you want to be ugly, just throw it away. Bar
Black mother smiled and said: "Children, I cry from time to time. When I go to kindergarten to play with my classmates, I forget everything. "
Mother Blue replied: "No. "
Then the two started to chat about other topics.
I really want to tell Mama Lan that I can't forget it. You think she doesn't remember anything, but you don't know that she just "learned" it.
When you Just throw her a gift and give you a gift, and she will know that her heart is not important.
When you give her favorite toys to other children, she will know that her property rights are not important. When you read her diary, she learns that her privacy doesn't matter.
She learns that her dignity doesn't matter when you scold her in public.
When you stop her from drawing, playing, and playing with her toys. I learned that her hobbies are not important.
Although my parents are biased, they support me no matter how bad they are towards me.
They have no less responsibilities and obligations. Fulfilled your responsibilities and obligations to me.
But I won't give half a cent when it comes to dealing with them. If you discriminate against me, I will never tolerate it if you make me unhappy. , then I will leave.
I can distinguish, and I can also complain.
The relationship between parents and children should not be hostile and hostile, they should be the most trusting people in each other.
I really don’t want to hear “My parents treat me. "It's not good, I won't be sad if they die". These words hurt yourself.
Child, you are too young.
It is necessary for adults to let children know "Because I love you, so I will save you..." ” Thoughts?
Few families are as complete as people. My parents were beaten and hung from thorny branches when they were children. When I was a child, I was beaten and kicked to death by adults. I felt so pitiful when I was a child. I was either beaten or scolded, and I couldn't even eat hot food. For a while, I got sick and had diarrhea on average every half an hour, and my parents watched helplessly as if nothing had happened. I didn't even take 7 days off.
Whenever I have a fever or cold, I will be scolded and beaten.
My dad thinks this is nothing. When a person is not sick, the belt is very precious and he has never used it.
Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same, and it is impossible to empathize with them.
, you can’t ask others, why should others listen to you? So don't worry, why bother yourself. Like I used to, sometimes I think it's my fault and then I feel like the world has failed me. What's the point?
My friend said that his mother was not good to him. Sometimes he would argue with him and then make up his mind, so I laughed. He thought I was cold.
Until one day I fell ill and told him my story. He was shocked.
When you wake up one day, you will understand what family love is. Raising children means knowing the kindness of parents. Grace is one thing, resentment is another. As much as I hate and hate them, I know I still have the desire for their love and consider them the most beloved.
You don’t deny it either. These will never change.
What they did to you made you who you are. You accept them, accept these grievances, accept yourself. Hope you can really understand.
However, acceptance does not mean being controlled, it does not mean obeying, and it does not mean that you can accept their malicious intentions. You need to be determined enough, and you need to know the reasons behind all their actions, their true inner thoughts, etc.
But the family of origin... is really important. I'm still hurting a lot because of what they did. Still making up for the harm they caused me.
Maybe my heart is not strong enough.
Look, I made it very clear. Do you know how I got here all these years?
But, you know, telling you not to remember this is telling you not to embarrass yourself! You can't expect them to apologize. Instead, you become weighed down by these burdens and unable to move forward. Why bother yourself.
A child's collapse is actually the accumulation of countless sorrows.
When I was a child, my mother came downstairs and asked me what I wanted to eat, and I said instant noodles. My mother’s first reaction was: I can’t eat this.
I finally convinced her to tell her not to buy braised beef noodles .
She really brought a bucket of braised beef noodles.
When I was a child, I ate cold dishes and there were many people. Dad found a piece of beef among the vegetarian dishes. He immediately pressed it with chopsticks and asked his brother to pick it up. It's interesting.
Look, it’s been more than 20 years, and I still remember it. Just like this little thing sesame mung bean. A bag of instant noodles and a piece of meat ruined me.
But you must know that since I was a child, whenever it was my request, my parents’ first reaction was to refuse. Say no in different ways. My mother made me a cake. How many names did you order, and I watched TV for you. After you finish your homework, I will watch TV for you. But I got perfect scores on the TM test. My mom said everyone has perfect scores. I've done my homework and done a preview review. When I finished everything, my mother asked me to sleep.
So when I saw that bucket of instant noodles I went crazy.
My dad doesn't even remember my name or birthday. When I registered my account, I wrote my name wrong, so I changed my name twice. emmm... plus I changed my birthday once, so I changed it 3 times in total. What kind of concept is this? The concept is that he only remembers having a daughter at home and nothing else.
He never cared whether I had something to eat or not. He only knows how to hit me when he is angry.
I am not crazy about that bucket of instant noodles or that piece of meat. I am angry at their distrust, deceit, and indifference to me.
A few days ago, I had a fight with them. My sister said: What should I do? Your parents are so old that they don't want you to support them, so why should you care about their favoritism?
You see, people who are insignificant always speak so lightly.
I said: Because it is not you who is being treated unfairly.
Yes, it's that simple. Just so fragile.
After so many years, I have long wanted to stop hurting each other.
This kind of harm is a kind of inertia.It’s impossible to expect them to change, just like it’s impossible for me to make them happy.
You stay in touch with them and they will stick a knife in you with their daily actions. If you don't contact them, then you'd better not contact all your relatives, otherwise you will be unfilial and you will be isolated.
This damage will spread to your work, life, friends and hobbies. It's like boiling a frog in warm water. It seems that you can only accept that you have been cooked, but you cannot change it. This is the family of origin.
Should we respect the right of others to remain ignorant?
I was beaten and scolded too much when I was a child, and it suddenly broke out at a certain point when I grew up. It may be a word or an action. You can see your humble, uneasy, aggrieved and angry self.
Regarding family, when I grow up and understand the truth of the world, I feel that things have become much simpler. It's nothing more than a group of people making their presence felt, and parents who don't love you will slap you and let you go. You are powerful, so naturally everyone has to follow you.
We are destined to spend our lives making up for the influence of our original family. What do you think of this? Welcome to leave a message in the comment area for discussion!
