Bing Xin said in her essay “if this life better, and I want the afterlife, if this life is not good, I want to.”
my childhood is always patriarchal father severely criticized and scolded, even living in my neighbors see me beaten don’t go down, there is my father, spoil my brother, very cold towards me. When
came to adulthood, the parents were laid off. The father didn’t work. His mother smuggled across to France. He was a babysitter in a Chinese family in France. I was crazy because I was in love. It was sent to a psychiatric hospital for 1 and a half months. In the face of life, I despair. I don’t know how to walk in the future. I see the three words of passers-by’s disfavor and unintentional “neuropathy”. Every day at home to eat, sleep and eat. One day one of my relatives called me to work in the field. My father asked me to go. As a result, I had a problem again. I had a neurotic attack, fell off my motorcycle, went to the hospital, lived in the hospital for half a month, and dragged it back home. Second times of illness, I stayed in the hospital for 1 and a half months in the hospital. After I was discharged from the hospital, I was thinking about how I should have gone.
I still took part in the adult college entrance examination, took the English Department, read English for 2 years, and passed four, six. The mother gave the money, the book that he read. I was 24 years old when I graduated, and I had a college diploma, and I got a job. If you have a job, you should be able to be in love. As a result, I told him that I was sick, not a frightened cell phone, a scared person missing, no one. Occasionally, there is a good one for you, and you can’t see it.
is 30, and N has changed to work. Boyfriend has talked about N. He once worked in an insurance company, met a single client and got married after he was with him. He thought he was very happy. Who knows, there’s my wedding day crazy, in the wedding, his face disgrace, the child knocked out, and I divorce. So I went to the neuropathic hospital again. After
was discharged from the hospital, I was in a positive position, looking for a job and preparing for a legal course. I have been sent to a neuropathic hospital again, and I have lived in the hospital for 4 times.
I didn’t let my head down, and I worked as a copywriter in a relative’s company. I didn’t have a chance. I heard that they had pity on me and took care of me, and I came in. I didn’t expect to have me write WeChat and write the company’s conference manuscript. So a written, they say I am very talented, so stay in the company.
yes, everyone’s life is a story. Everyone’s story is unique. I always remember a sentence that God locked himself a door, and always kept open windows. Whenever I am in pain, I tell myself to endure the test of heaven. When I am mad, I tell myself that when I am in charge and rest, I am forced to quit my job, I tell myself that my next job will do better. Whenever he is abused by others, laugh and tell yourself what’s the relationship and I am as strong as a disease.
can support me to go now, not on the road to ruin, out of their self-reliance. And the love of society. When
was in hospital, the careful care of doctors and nurses improved my condition very quickly. They said I was sick, but people were still awake enough to communicate with them normally. When you work, the boss and colleagues are taking care of me, and teach senior boss exhort, every day can be heard without end. Emotionally, there are a lot of men to pursue, and at present, one is very good to me.
, I am still young. I have little experience in life. I just want to write my own experience and encourage myself. I will not be afraid if I have any difficulties later. The road ahead is still long, I will continue to be strong, with perseverance to overcome the disease, with a smile in the face of life’s disappointments, accept the fate of a positive and optimistic attitude towards the challenges with genuinely and sincerely love themselves.