I am a factory girl with more scars on my hands than academic qualifications. All the relationships I've ever been in are like stepping on a sewing machine - if the thread goes straight, it's luck, if it goes crooked, you have to unravel it and start over. Some people want me to accept my fate, some people make me feel unworthy, some people say "you can't find anyone better without me".
Men can go. I have to keep walking.
——If I don't look back, no one's words will count.
