I should be defined as a waste of "talent". I am 30 years old and have no money, no house, especially no decent job and a reliable husband.
I didn't grasp every important moment in my life, and I wasted my time in a daze.
After living in confusion and ignorance until now, I realize that my life is really a mess.
What is waste? The terrible thing is not failure, but losing the courage to stand up from the quagmire and the opportunity to start over, and continuing to live a meaningless life like a zombie.
I was slandered by my boss and innocently took the blame. When I returned to the rental house, I happened to see the ugly side of the boy I had a crush on, and I happened to receive the news that my sister had been admitted to a prestigious school. I had been proud and aloof in my younger life, but on that day all my beautiful illusions were shattered, and my life seemed to have no hope.
There was a moment of sunshine and a burst of darkness. Having lived a negative life for a long time, I stood on the 29th floor. I hesitated but was pushed down by a force.
I heard that after death, people drink Meng Po soup and start over again. I stepped into the world after death. Between the two choices of rebirth and living a new life, I chose to be reborn.
After dying and being reborn, I re-examined myself and looked at my life with a cold eye.
I want to live a good life in this life, live my life, and live the life I want.
However, do you really think you can start over?
Maybe life is an endless cycle of falling down, falling into darkness, getting up and being knocked down again.
After all, I am just me.
Intention: After all, I am just me.