Good me, why is life not smooth everywhere? What did I do wrong?

What did you do wrong? Maybe you didn't do anything wrong, just because you were too kind and forgot to defend your dignity and interests.

I used to be a kind person like you. People commented on me as a good person, even a little silly. Over the years, I have also experienced various pains and misfortunes. It was not until I had a serious illness that I realized that a person can be kind, but he must be kind.

When I used to get along with others, I always thought more about others' feelings. When I encounter irreconcilable contradictions in my life and work, I would rather hurt myself than the interests of others.

The result I got was injury after injury. And I am not good at telling, and I am finally tortured by pain and misfortune again and again. My body and mind were badly hurt. I have been sick for so many years, just because I am too kind, and I always let others get along with my lover and friends from each other's interests, and later I found myself wrong.

At this time, I have reached middle age, and I am pessimistic about the world, people, people and honor. I learned to refuse, no longer tolerate blindly, and learned to resist. Stay away from those who want to use my kindness to bully me, refuse unreasonable distribution and resist unfair treatment.

People, kindness is a famous brand, but at any time, we must have a bottom line and principles, learn to politely refuse what we can't afford, and find ways to avoid what we can't afford. Kindness without a bottom line and kindness that will not be rejected will only push themselves into a dilemma and make them feel wronged all their lives.

Once I asked myself, like you, why did God do this to me? What did I do wrong? I had to go through such a big blow and took away my two unknown twin sons. I have been kind all my life. I have never done anything bad or been bad to anyone. I am good to everyone. Everyone praises me for being smart, sensible and filial to my elders. Others will help me when they are in trouble. Although I don't donate much money every time and do my part, such unfortunate things still happen to me.

Over time, I figured it out myself, and everything has a destiny. What is yours is yours, and what is not yours is not yours. Maybe I owed them in my last life, and they came to collect debts in this life. God let me go through this, in order to let me see the people and things around me more clearly, to make me stronger, to survive the loss of two sons, and nothing can crush me in the future. So I want to live well, live happily every day and try my best to protect the people I love.

Being too kind is stupid.

You can treat people sincerely, but you can't be too kind!

I am the oldest in my family, and I stay here alone. I personally took the old people to the hospital to queue up for registration, and all the operations were signed by me.

At first, I was very happy. I think I'm the only one at home, and I'm doing a little too much. Good people must be rewarded, I comfort myself.

A few years ago, I was sick myself, and I saw the provincial capital and the capital from the local area. At that time, no one at home came to visit me, and no one even called me. Wow! My heart is cold, they are afraid that I will borrow money from them!

From then on, I know that life is nothing more than life and death. I will do it and cherish it. The only people who really treat me are my brothers and sisters. When I went to Beijing to see a doctor, I saw through the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and my warm heart was dim.

Later, these cousins could not look after their parents because they were not at home. If you have something, you entrust me to take their parents to the hospital to do something. I learned to refuse, but I didn't expect them to secretly say that I was heartless and that I had changed.

Yes, I couldn't see through it before After a trip to Beijing, it's really silly not to see through it again. I always go to the hospital for something, and I am unlucky myself. Who will take care of me when I am sick?

Anyway, no matter how hard you cover other people's hearts, it's not hot. I won't be silly and idle, no matter what they say about me. ...

There are many good people, but not all of them are rewarded. It seems that a lot of suffering patronizes good people, while bad people are full of scenery and pride. Who can you blame? Bury who? Few people in our country speak ill of me, and I never do anything that harms others and benefits myself. When I do small business, I always pay a lot and have a clear conscience. I always burst into tears when I watch movies and TV or read books with sad plots, but I have suffered too much. I have suffered from bronchitis, bronchial asthma, hypertension, heart failure and so on, and bronchial asthma almost went to that world twice. I am incontinent. It's too painful. I still took a lot of medicine, but it didn't work. I always ask myself in my mind, did I do something evil in my last life to find me in this life? But I still firmly believe that good people are rewarded, and no matter how life treats me, I will continue to be a kind person.

My situation is more in line with "Heaven". I have helped many people, and I will try my best to help them, and I will also help those I don't know. I just feel a little embarrassed that there are ways to help others, not to help others. I did what I had to do, expecting nothing in return. Strangely, the people I helped have never helped me, and I have faced many great difficulties, all of which were suddenly helped by strangers. I am very lucky. Every time I reach a critical moment, I can't go on. Suddenly, a good person appears, allowing me to overcome obstacles and continue to help others. I have encountered this situation many times, and I have never done anything earth-shattering. I just try my best to help others. When I can't do anything, I don't hide my incompetence. I have watched others suffer, and I am helpless. I often think that if I continue to adhere to my belief: "Do my best, be fair and comfortable with people's hearts", I should be able to go further appropriately.

That's a good question. I asked a question that I want to communicate with netizens. I once sighed at the sky alone! Why does God treat himself like this and make himself suffer great pain and suffering? I feel that heaven is unfair and I have experienced so many ups and downs. Why can others live happily, but I have the right to pursue happiness, and I don't? I have asked myself countless times, what did I do wrong? No one answered.

There are hardships, pains, bumps, diseases and so on in life, but there are fewer lucky people. In the past days, good luck always seemed to pass me by, accompanied by all my misfortunes. I don't think I have done anything bad in my life, and my heart is particularly kind. I have a good relationship with my family, society, work unit and friends. I will help anyone who has anything, and I will not refuse or refuse. Is this the legendary kindness? I never believe that good people are rewarded, and I don't believe that good people can live a happy life. Some people may think I'm too good.

I don't know what happened to the subject. If your experience is the same as mine, as a storyteller, I tell you that people's fate is doomed and some things are irresistible. Maybe our generation is destined to go this way. Although fate doesn't like us, we must be strong and try to change ourselves with our not completely broken hearts. No one can help you. Only by ourselves, by perseverance and never giving up, can we make our life more exciting.

As it happens, I am also experiencing this kind of suffering. He lost his father in childhood, worked hard and made great achievements. I was assigned to the provincial capital at the first level. I work hard, my life is impermanent, I can't have children, my body hurts, I spend all my savings, I get sick, and my mother-in-law makes things difficult for me. My ex-husband love rat found a reason to kick me out of the house, slept in a cold rental house, slept in a cardboard box, and got sick. At this time, no one helped. They look at houses, buy houses, settle down and have "relatives". They lived in this house for two or three years. In the end, they even said that they were abused by me, and some quarreled with me and said that I helped them. It is really impossible to see people's hearts and help others everywhere. Finally, they ended up in this situation. After buying a good house, they took my mother over. They have been following me for more than ten years. My sisters-in-law are nowhere to be found, and our daughter pays to wait on them. I try my best to treat it, and I insist. However, my illness is like a landslide, and I fall down from time to time ... My mother is also a kind person, and so am I, thinking of others everywhere and helping countless people. Now, my mother is lying in bed, my heart is weak, I am sick, and I am calm. Is this good news? Where's the good news? God is unfair, unfair, unfair ... those who cheat and cheat and have broken conscience get rich, live well and watch their life. If you say kindness doesn't count, at least you embrace life enthusiastically, but life will always give me a dead door and won't even give me a little light to pass. I will press on the dead hole again and again and hit you again and again.

All this is fate! Accept it! Don't be angry, take my advice and be more open. Just accept the life God has given you, so why force it? My parents died when I was a child. Am I a miserable person? But I happened to meet my adoptive parents, who treated me like one of their own and took good care of me. I spent a happy childhood and girlhood in their home; Then I got married and gave birth to a daughter, but I met a mother-in-law who was very patriarchal and did all kinds of heinous things to my daughter and me. I also met a husband whose mother was a terrible treasure. Their whole family just made a big mistake, which is also my fault.