Luo Li was trapped by painful memories and developed a mental state of anxiety and depression. Finally, she came out on her own and realized her dream.
Everyone will have more or less psychological problems or stress, long or short. Some people have come out, some are still struggling, and some have left this world forever. What makes us suffer is often not today, but yesterday.
Life is a kind of purgatory, and any words of comfort are pale and useless. Without the meaning of life, death is not a relief. If you survive, there may not be blooming flowers and sunny weather waiting for you, but if you don't survive, it will be the end of your life. The reason is simple, it is too difficult to do. At that moment, what blocked us from the call of death was not strength or will, but a little nostalgic thing, object, person or memory.
I wanted to write a novel ten years ago. Ten years later, I finally stopped and wrote about the past thirty years. I think it is a memorial to the past thirty years. If it is read by someone who is destined to read it, and you happen to be experiencing such a dilemma, even if you see a little light, feel a little warmth, and awaken a little good memory, I will be full of joy.
Intention: Painful memories are not forgotten, but contempt. Don't touch them. Think back more about things that make people happy and create some beautiful things.