The plot of the movie is probably that the heroine was originally a lively woman, but her married life was messed up by her three children (one of them was prone to mania). I deal with my child's feces and farts every day, and the only pastime is to read Chapter A with junk food at night. On the verge of collapse, she followed her brother's advice and hired a night nanny to help her. With the nanny, the house was tidy, and she could sleep peacefully at night. She even had the leisure to go to the gym and bake for her son to transfer to a more suitable school. She also asked the nanny to put on her erotic underwear to seduce her husband... Wait, it is already obvious here that the nanny is her second personality. Life seemed to be lit up again, but in fact, I was getting closer and closer to the cliff. I was finally overwhelmed by fatigue and stress, and I fell into a river while drunk driving.
At the end of the film, the doctor tells the husband about the heroine's situation. The husband wakes up and participates more in the family, which seems to be a perfect ending. But in fact, the income needed to raise three children puts a lot of pressure on the male protagonist himself. Does he still have enough energy to return to the family? Can the overall situation get better?
I feel sad because I feel like I’m getting close to Tully’s state. Before, the old man had been taking care of the baby at home, and I'd been unhappy living with him for more than a year. After Dabao’s first grade, I also felt that my in-laws, who were obsessed with the baby, would be counterproductive. So my heart is hesitant to invite me back to myself.
Self-discipline is not a problem for me. In addition to raising children, I love work and the kitchen. So every day my schedule becomes: get up at 5:30 in the morning, run to read English or work overtime, prepare breakfast at 7:30, get the two children to go out to work, and rush home in the afternoon to send them to different remedial classes, and do the same as if I were fighting a war. It's still a hearty dinner, tutoring homework, taking a bath and sleeping, and then continuing to work overtime. I was reluctant to give up any part, but I felt that I was approaching the edge of a cliff.
Like Tully, I look good, possibly the best I've looked in years. But I know it just looks.
Today, my teammates discussed with me whether to subsidize the household of the old man who no longer came to help, and my mentality exploded all of a sudden. Yes, there are still old people to support, and the part that I put pressure on myself, not counting this.
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