I'm sorry, baby. Mom wouldn't talk about it either.

Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, and you can tell anyone anything.

Everyone has secrets that can't be told. Maybe he doesn't have the right person to talk to, maybe he is embarrassed to talk because of his face, or maybe he can't help telling himself every time he wants to talk. Even if he did, no one else could help me change, save or create any new ending. ......

I believe that any adult has had such a mental journey, ranging from a few days to several years or even longer, but often in the end, no matter how hard you try to recall the sadness at that time, you will always find that it is not as early as when you were in the middle of things, so it makes you embarrassed.

Because life is like this, seven days of mixed feelings, followed by seven days of mixed feelings. Everyone, no matter those happy people, sad people, happy people or sad people in your eyes, is experiencing seven days after seven days without exception.

I don't want to say anything cheap. "Are you afraid of living even if you are not afraid of death?" I'll tell you a story I've heard:

A long time ago, for some unknown reasons, there was a young girl who lost all hope for life. She feels that everything in her life has lost its color, and there is nothing and emotion worthy of her nostalgia, or that everything she has is not enough to keep her in this world.

Such thoughts tormented her day and night. Finally, one day, she couldn't stand such pain and mental torture any longer. She ignored her parents' heartbreaking cries and gave up hope for anything. She still flew out of the 23rd floor. With her mother's painful retention and her father's disheartened eyes, she quickly fell in an irreversible way.

Just as the girl left the world that had made her miserable without hesitation, she saw the couple on the 18 floor quarreling, and the child cried with fear. /kloc-the elderly woman on the 0/5 floor was crying with the hospital's laboratory sheet; 13 college students, glued to piles of resumes to be sent out; /kloc-the old man on the 0/0 floor is sitting alone in the house, nobody cares; The man on the fifth floor is trying to move his amputated leg to reconnect and walk with crutches. ......

The girl finally understands that everyone's life has unspeakable pain and helplessness, but she understands that it is too late and there is no chance to face her life again like others. ......

Happy people don't necessarily have no pain. Temporary entanglement and helplessness or even loss and despair don't mean permanent gloom.

If your secret keeps you from opening your mouth at present, don't force yourself to listen to a song "Don't cry, my friend" and have a good cry. Then, no matter how hard it is, bravely face everything we have to face in life and move on. One day, you will suddenly find that some problems, even if we can't solve them, time will fix everything for us.