Everyone, show the best and most wonderful side to others. More lies, scars to myself and time. Some will get better, some will get worse.
I was bullied and isolated in middle school. Both verbally and physically. sexually assaulted. I haven't spoken to anyone yet.
Most of the time, I am gentle, considerate, and considerate of others. Only when I am alone, these past events will come up, and I will think, what changes have these events had on my life and the shaping of my character. Also just think.
I'm gay, I have a dance teacher boyfriend, we rarely have sex, we live together, sometimes happy, sometimes annoying, but I never have the courage to say goodbye, maybe I need to feel loved too much.
When I was in college, I worked part-time in a small bar, and the boss had a tendency to be violent, cold and violent. When he's not happy, he throws things, beats his cute and stupid teddy, he cheated, I told her girlfriend, and they broke up. After the graduation party, our class went to KTV. He took two people and wanted to hit me. I called two of my classmates and threatened to call the police. He was scared away, but I was very scared. Say goodbye.
Every year, I will have one or two emotional breakdowns, crying, unstoppable, and recalling all the things that were suppressed on weekdays. They are just hiding, not being forgotten.
When I was watching this drama, I saw too much of myself.
In everyone's eyes, I am a sunny, very friendly, and a bit of a goddess boy. Good relationship with family, good relationship with colleagues, good relationship with lovers. Beneath all these glamorous exteriors, there is a me that only I know. Timid, afraid of people with violent tendencies, if only a little. Things from ten years ago can occasionally break me down. I don't love my boyfriend at all.
Really like the three women in this TV series.
There is a perfect family, but also domestic violence.
Tear everywhere, so strong, in fact, she is a fragile mother, still in love with her ex-husband, and cheating on other men.
Traumatized and still not out, fantasizing about revenge and suicide.
Not just me, not just these three women, but everyone else.
Our shell and self and the world are in a wonderful balance.
Sometimes I will reflect, not living a more real life, and sometimes I am glad to have this shell.
But it seems that this is not really something worth reflecting on, because everyone does.
This wonderful world where big and small lies, the perfect shell and the true self coexist.
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