Mother has a bad temper and never reflects on herself. She always puts everything on others and thinks she is absolutely right. There is still a little change.

I have been very good since I was a child, very good, the legendary children of other people's families. But do you know that other children are beaten every day? It is one thing for children to make mistakes, but it is another for mothers to have emotional problems. My mother not only wanted to beat and scold me, but also told me a lot of truths. In the name of love, I loved, worshipped and feared her before I went to high school, and I didn't hate her. Everything she said is right. In fact, I am cheerful, lively and smart, and I can get along well with people around me. In the eyes of others, it is also called high emotional intelligence. Girl, 26 years old, has always been interested in my boy. She has never been in love. Deep down, she is resistant to others and doesn't want to get into any trouble. She looks confident and generous, but there is a deep sense of inferiority and loneliness in her bones. My mother denies that she has emotional problems. Everything is my fault. Being a mother is right. There is nothing to argue about. Two years ago, I was 24. On New Year's Eve, he slapped me twice for a little thing and scratched my arm red. I didn't respond, just turned around and sent a message to my best friend. "Don't come to my house to play. I quarreled with my mother these two days. The atmosphere at home is not good. "

About from the third grade, she hit me. I don't scream, cry, kneel and beg her forgiveness as I did when I was a child, and say, "Mom, I dare not do it again and again", and the effect of her losing her temper is not as good as before. When I was a kid, she hit me with my dad's belt. She tried to hit me all over except my face. I don't want to talk about the pain of sitting on a stool in class. Once when I went to the toilet at school, the girl next to me saw the scar on my body like a monster. I still remember her eyes. I really envy those children who have not been beaten by their mothers. What made her hit me like this? I didn't wash my hands when I was eating. I went downstairs to play, and I sweated all over, which messed up her knitting thread ... anyway, these are the things. Every time she tried to hit me, she would hug me and ask me if I knew it was wrong. She said that mom loves you, so you should be obedient. I am a child whose character needs to be molded. I believed everything she said when I was a child. I thought she loved me the most. Later, I learned that she doesn't love me, and there are many ways to love me. She just chose the most refreshing way to vent her emotions. Of course, such a mother with emotional problems has a lot of scolding, complaining and complaining besides beating. Because as I said before, if I was older and she hit me, I wouldn't beg for mercy. Like a log, she doesn't cry or make trouble, and it seems that she no longer plays the role of venting her emotions. She seldom hits me again. The last time was the 24-year-old New Year's Eve. What is the content of her accusation and complaint now? Probably it was easy for her to want to die, and the specific way to die was also said. Jumping off a building, lying on the tracks, taking sleeping pills, etc. Living is meaningless, all because of me. Every time I make her sad, my heart cuts her heart with a knife. Someone in this family must die, either her or me. ..... this is my mother's words. In addition to verbal violence, there was cold violence, because I couldn't respond to her verbal venting later. She often gets angry because of a little thing, doesn't speak, keeps a straight face, is angry all over, and is very angry when she does things. Every once in a while, she sighs heavily, as if she is holding back badly, and wants me to hear it in front of her. In fact, I often leave her alone. She may have quarreled with my father. Anyway, wait, as long as she is emotional, I have to watch and endure.

I am good at pretending and acting, and I can play any role that others need me to play. It's funny to be with friends and work hard with colleagues. A good girl in the eyes of relatives, if you like to have fun with boys, I will have fun. If you love tenderness, I will be gentle, but nothing can change my inner indifference, which is almost rigid and heartless.

Is she a mother who only brings me fear and hatred? No, she gave me a lot, gave me the best food, used the best, tried her best to take me to see the best, and was willing to spend money for me. As I said at the beginning, I'm the kind of kid from other people's families. Excellent grades since childhood, full participation in various activities, good image and temperament. Working now is highly valued in the unit. I don't want to simply summarize whether I love my mother or hate my mother. A lot of things are so clear in a few words. Everyone says I should be grateful to my parents, but I don't want to feel that I owe her anything. She did give me life and body and love, but I think I have suffered enough. The first time I was beaten was two and a half years old. I just remember it clearly. Many people come over in a daze and don't remember their childhood, but how can I forget it? I tried to communicate with her when I grew up, but it didn't work. The influence of family is like a root buried deep in the soil. No matter what this big tree looks like, how lush and strong it looks, it can't get rid of the deformed roots underground.

It is said that some children come to pay debts and some children come to collect debts. My mother thinks she has done everything for me, and I also feel that I have taken on a lot that I shouldn't. My idea now is that I hope to live a stable life like this. It is the right of others to pursue their own happy life. I don't want to go through these things with my children's parents, and I don't know how to be a normal and correct mother, so I don't plan to get married. After I sent my parents away, I was alone.

It seems a little off topic, haha, just write something,