Looking at Mel's expressionless decadent face, I couldn't help but feel deeply distressed. After the rape she experienced, she chose silence at a loss. Facing the puzzlement of her friends and family, she couldn't explain her experience, but silently chose to bear it alone. . .
Recalling the days of growing up both physically and mentally alone, only to find that such a weak person has an incomparably powerful energy to let them come out completely and grow more beautiful than everyone expected.
Recently I saw a passage "life is often playing jokes on us. What you are expect will far away fiom you and the one you held tightly will finally hurt you most". If you are persistent, you will be hurt more deeply. . . Life is hard to let go. The Buddha said: Perseverance is like an abyss, it is along the line that gradually enters death. Perseverance is like dust, it is futile and fruitless. Perseverance is like tears, it is the brokenness that drips into the heart, broken and scattered. One flower is one world, one leaf is always coming, the spring comes and the flowers are green, and the autumn to the leaves are scattered. Therefore, go with the flow, don’t let it go because you can’t ask for it.
Mel said she had been sleeping poorly at home, so she ran to the hospital's unmanned ward to lie down, wondering when the nurses would find out she didn't belong here. She recalled the picture of herself walking home alone that night, and then calmly said to herself: It just happened, I can't escape, I can't forget. . . Then got up and left, pushed open the door of the hospital passage, the bright light from the outside illuminated the passage, and mel ran towards the passage. . .
"It just happened" Mel admitted the existence of the matter, "I can't escape, I can't forget" let go of the knot in my heart, accept it calmly and face the future life bravely.
Looking back on how I have come this way, I am much luckier than Mel, and I will always have friends or family by my side when I am most helpless. Fortunately, I am still a very talkative person. Those who are willing to let their parents know will tell their parents, and those who do not want their parents to worry will have best friends who are willing to listen. However, you still have to rely on yourself to achieve your inner growth. Only by experiencing some things yourself can you understand the true meaning of it, and you can face the unknown life more maturely and prudently, and only then can you know what you are really suitable for or what kind of life is. what you want. . . No one can be pure all the way to the end, but remember, don't forget the original self.
I just want to thank those who pushed me, made me suffer and made me grow.
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