I don't have any sympathy for myself. I hate you more than anyone else in the world. No matter what misfortune I encounter, what insult I receive, or what difficulty I encounter, I will never feel relieved until that person appears. I knew I was bad, but I didn't know exactly what was wrong with me, and I never thought about changing it. I planned to break through the pot and finally hit the bottom, and be done with it, until that person showed up. Before being redeemed by Him, I didn't know that I needed to be redeemed.
Intention: Difficulties may come from the outside world, but in the end, it is always ourselves we have to defeat.
