This article is written in the first person.
My fiancé and I are in a family marriage. My family is weak and the other party is strong.
We each have secrets that we don't want to reveal.
We have many similarities, but even more differences.
If I spread it out, I saw another kind of life and lifestyle through my fiancé and his family before marriage.
This is good for me.
After marriage, we had to face the parts of each other that we had hidden from each other before marriage. Not only that, but we also discovered that maybe we weren't that suitable for each other.
But life must go on.
The hurt of tearing is greater than the helplessness of pretending to be stupid to maintain life.
We reached a silent understanding.
Until an unexpected storm swept everyone...
Love is staying together, companionship, and doing something even though you know you don't want to do it.
Giving up is loving yourself.
To stay is to love the other person.
However, when abandonment encounters retention, when staying encounters betrayal, and when I rethink the meaning of life, I must finally answer myself - are you happy? How to make yourself happy?
Intention: Be open to the light, accept the wind and rain, and grow with the wind and rain.