Real life is full of many injustices, we can't escape, we have no choice. We can only accept the fact that we already exist and adjust ourselves. No more self-sadness, no more resistance, learn to accept, learn to adapt.
I remember our time, there were many brothers and sisters, the family was very poor, just able to take care of food and clothing. By the age of marriage, the marriage had been done, and in less than a year we had separated from our in-laws. The brick house at home was reserved for my husband's brother, who was still in high school. We moved into an earthen house. From then on, I was the hostess of the house. My husband went out to work. I learned to adapt to everything slowly, to cook, to do housework, to do farm work... The lives of rural left-behind women for more than twenty years have passed.
Because my husband has been working hard outside for many years for this family, he forced me to learn and accept every occurrence in life, whether it is good or bad, I have to face it. At that time, I was too young, I always felt that my in-laws were unfair to us, and now I think back to thank our in-laws and mothers-in-law, not that they forced us at that time, we may not be able to buy a house in the provincial city until now, and it is likely that we are still living in the countryside. Sometimes injustice can motivate us to do what we can without feeling hurtful about ourselves. We learn to accept injustice, learn to adapt to injustice, motivate ourselves to challenge life, and try to change life slowly. This is the right way to deal with injustice.
This is just my personal experience, the environment is different, the views are different, I hope you will interact with the message.