Forgive those who have hurt us. Release yourself.

Forgive those who have hurt us. Confucius said, complain frankly and repay kindness with kindness.

Two days ago, my uncle was ill in hospital. I took care of him in the hospital for a week and suddenly understood a lot of truth. Everyone, at some moment, will have a flash of light, and that flash is the most important feeling in your life. In the process of taking care of my uncle, I suddenly felt this way.

Unlike others, my feelings for my uncle are very complicated. When I was about one year old, my parents divorced for various reasons, and I followed my mother. Later, my mother remarried, and I have been living with my grandmother. At that time, my great uncle had just got married and had children of his own. Because I didn't live with my parents, I felt that my great uncle and aunt were my parents when I was young, and I had a natural affinity for them. Although I was young at that time, I obviously felt that my uncle and others didn't like me. They think I am dragging my grandmother down. Otherwise, my grandmother can help them and look after the children. Can help them do more things. But I didn't feel anything at the time.

When I was ten, they went to another place. For so many years, we have little contact. However, I deeply remember that every time I thought my uncle had hurt me.

After graduating from junior high school, grandma went back to her hometown and left me alone in this place. I don't want to go back to my hometown, because I know that I must go to the factory to earn money. I want to study, and I want to go to college like everyone else, although I know it may be impossible. On the summer vacation when I graduated from Grade Three, I earned 900 yuan from working and paid the tuition for the first semester of Grade One. After I finished my middle school exam, I met my uncle, who came here from other places to buy goods. When you met me, he told me that I could finish junior high school. Girls don't need so many degrees. Now there are college students everywhere. It's no use going to college. I don't believe it. I really want to be like other children. I know I have no parents to take care of me since I was a child. Although his personality is a bit strange, he still longs to be loved. What my uncle said to me was like stabbing me in the heart with a knife. I know it is very difficult to go to school, but I don't want to. I think a very close person told me that I didn't spend his money and he didn't have to worry. I will spend his money. That's what I was thinking.

In high school, I went to high school while working in a restaurant outside. Once. I suddenly got a call from my stepfather. He said that my uncle gave me thousands of dollars, which caused my uncle and my aunt to quarrel. If I take this money, I will return it soon. It's like a humiliation, I can clearly feel it. I have been here since I graduated from junior high school. I told myself that no matter how poor I was, I wouldn't take my brother-in-law's money, but my uncle wronged me and told everyone that I took their money.

Those years were the most bitter and hopeless years in my life. But the people around me didn't encourage me, but wronged me and didn't give me money. On the contrary, it seemed that I took advantage of others. I am really angry. From that day on, I vowed never to go to my uncle's house again.

After graduating from high school, I was admitted to a university. My uncle's house is about 700 kilometers away from me, and he sometimes comes to my house to buy goods. When I was a freshman, my uncle got married. The two families discussed it and went out together. No, just take care of the children. My little brother will take care of me, too. Invite me. Let's go to the water park together. After all these years, I'm used to it. I regard myself as an invisible man. And it didn't cost my uncle money. I played a roller coaster. It's my little brother. As for his money, when my eldest brother took it back to their home, he told my younger brother that my younger brother would be a better person and would give me money. In fact, I didn't want to play that game at all, but what he said stabbed me in the heart like another knife and killed me in the middle of the year. There were seven days in the holiday. After staying there for two days, I found an excuse to go back to school.

My uncle has a bad temper, especially to his mother. In this way, I don't like grandma either, but we children must forgive him when they are old. But my uncle asked me to treat him with a very bad attitude.

This year, my uncle had a car accident. The car accident was so serious that he was in a coma for three days and nights before he slowly woke up. After waking up, he can't talk. He has been recovering recently, taking care of her, and two people need to take turns on duty. He almost never stops, his hands and feet are always moving. In order to prevent her from hitting herself, we must tie his hands and feet.

What my uncle did to me made me feel that even if I didn't go to the hospital to see her, I wouldn't feel unbalanced. However, when I heard that he had an accident, especially such a serious car accident, I rushed to the hospital at the first time.

These two days, his consciousness gradually improved. Although he can't speak yet, he understands and knows everything we say to him. I finally have a chance to express the resentment that has been buried in my heart for so many years. Help me. After telling him all these words, I feel, in my heart, relaxed for a while. For so many years, I have always felt that I am actually poor. Compared with people of the same age around me, I have no parents, and even no one will contact me. If I don't give it to them, I will take the initiative to call. When I am sick, I will take medicine early and I will take the initiative to drink water. I'm afraid of getting sick, because I know no one will take care of me. I save every penny I earn, and I dare not spend any money except what I have to use, because I know there is no one standing behind me. If I don't take good care of myself, no one can.

That night, I told my uncle everything I wanted to say. I think it's a curse for me to come from a family. I will come out slowly bit by bit.

I don't think I will have any deep contact with my uncle in my life. I will always remember the 15-year-old girl who clenched her fist and said that she must rely on herself in the future. In a few days, when my uncle is better, he can go home and I can resume my old life. When I looked at him again. I know. I'm over it. I'm not the little girl who was full of resentment. I am a mature person, I can take care of myself and live hard. Thank you for giving me time to grow up.

Now, I look back on what happened in the past. Finally, I can put it down, I can say with a smile that it is over and look forward to a better life in the future. Life is hard, but people are free and their hearts are free.

If you have grievances in your heart, you must speak them out. It will make people grow up and make people feel better.