Random Notes and True Stories

To be honest, your parents didn't ask for your consent when they had you, so they're just dispensable people. People should live for themselves. My family is from the countryside. My name is exactly the same as a boy's because our first child was a girl, my older sister. They assumed our second child would be a boy and even had a name ready, but I was also a girl. Our third child was also a girl.

Hopefully, the next essay will be the author's reflections on his and his girlfriend's wedding.

The influence of one's family of origin is profound. Sometimes I don't understand why I suddenly have an emotional breakdown. I watched positive psychology courses, individual psychology, psychoanalysis, and took the psychological counselor exam. Then I came back to the issue of my family of origin. I had been struggling with this issue before.

The beginning looked terrible, but then I saw he had a great girlfriend, and I thought, "The clown is just me."

Oh my god, baby, I hope everything is well with you and that you're free 😭 Whether it's your own feelings or family relationships, I hope you can follow your heart. I was trying to read other articles on your homepage and happened to click on this post.

I wonder if the author will even read the comments on this essay; I hope so. To be honest, in my opinion, coming out is only about oneself. Whether others accept it is their problem, and it's not something that can be "straightened" or "made so-called normal" just because others don't accept it. The only one who truly knows you, understands you best, can fully accept you, and can always be there for you is yourself. I still hope that none of us will be defeated by societal norms.

The first two chapters were fine; they were quite interesting, and I often laughed out loud at certain sentences. Reading the third chapter, however, brought a strange, inexplicable sadness, perhaps because I myself haven't received much understanding from my parents. My first thought in writing this review was to comfort the author, but tears welled up before I could even speak. Keep going, everyone, live well, and be kind to yourselves.

I don't know how to comfort you. I wish the author that the sun will always shine upon you. Some parents feel that raising children is just about keeping them alive; similarly, when they get old, just keeping them alive is enough, since we've provided for them.

Having weak ties with family is a blessing in itself. They call you selfish because they haven't benefited from you. Most of our current troubles stem from two main reasons: first, we're not strong enough; second, we're soft-hearted. We're undeniably affected, always too concerned about those who hurt us. Soft-hearted people are unfortunate.

Don't force it; the gap between us and our parents is a chasm spanning an entire generation! Wishing you happiness! When will I ever have a girlfriend? ~The lonely king weeps. Jpg