After ten years of marriage, I wanted to get together and break up, but I didn't expect that the reality was more heart-wrenching than the novel. When I had no way out, I thought I had a bright future, but in the end the world abandoned me. Maybe I am defeated by reality, maybe I am compromised by reality. Does it turn out that "loving myself" requires the price of isolating myself from the world?
Purpose: This book on how to maintain a marriage is the unsolvable book on this besieged city.