Fluorite, Light in the Abyss

In life, many young people will hit a low point in life. Job hunting encounters obstacles, ideals are thwarted, marriages fail, hard work fails to pay off, and many difficulties arise. Some people choose to lie down, give up fighting, and let life push them forward. But out of the abyss, there is never a miracle of jumping to the top. The real breakthrough is to be surrounded by trivial fireworks and refuse to compromise with the predicament, not to settle down or sink. Concentrate on polishing your own skills, build your own spiritual core, and still keep the love and kindness in your heart. There is no need to crave for an instant counterattack. In the day-to-day accumulation, you can slowly earn your own right to choose life. Some people are pressed into the soil by life. They don't cry out in pain. No explanation. Not asking for help. Just in the middle of the night when others are sleeping, I pick up my broken self piece by piece and put it back together again. In those four corners, lights stay on until late every night. No one knows that in the small patch of light that is on, someone is painting the years crushed by marriage, someone is paying off a debt that no one believes can be repaid, someone is silently confronting the enemy in the body that refuses to retreat, and someone is writing down the deficit in the account book one by one to survive another day. It's not that they don't know the pain. I chose not to kneel down in pain. Later, the four lights went out at the same time. It's not that the light is gone, it's that they stood up from the four corners. When I walked out, I still carried the light from the abyss with me. The four people who were pushed into the soil by life each kept their lights on in the middle of the night. Later the lights went out, not that they stopped working, but that they stood up from the corner. When I walked out, I still carried the light from the abyss with me.