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At the end of the road, you might as well take a turn

At the end of the road, you might as well take a turn

In marriage, when you come to the end of the road, you may as well take a turn

Text: I am plain face

Hey, everyone. I am a plain face who writes stories, and I will tell a raw story about family and marriage every day.

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After experiencing a melee in marriage again, his heart completely collapsed, and he almost wanted to die to kill others. I only feel that I can't love it, and I am too tired to live.

As a strong woman who used to be cheerful, positive, and sunny, who could persuade others and let others be freed from their imprisoned thoughts, the big woman, but now her heart is completely muddy, and she wants to die quickly. The real mother is tired, the old woman is not alive, and the dead mother-in-law is a bear.

Death is very simple, raise your hand, use electricity, use a blade, simple and convenient very. However, I slept easily on the ground, but what about the posterity? Everyone else will point fingers, this guy's mother is dead, suicide. His psychological burden will be heavy.

Think about it, or sneak a life. It's better to stay alive or alive, even though there's really nothing to be nostalgic about.

It's hard to live, but it's not fun to escape. Fleeing when encountering difficulties is the work of the weak and the only thing that deserters can do.

At the end of the road, you might as well take a turn

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See this story in the book:

Christophe Livay was a brilliant actor who was loved by audiences. However, an accident made him a high paraplegic. Christophe Livay could no longer continue his dream of being an actor, which left him devastated.

After being discharged from the hospital, Christophe Livay was confined to a wheelchair and could no longer walk. He thought his life was going to wither away, and the thought that he would never have a chance to return to the film industry caused a huge sadness in his heart.

On one occasion, Christophe Livay went out with his family for a break as his car made his way through winding winding roads. Christophe Livay stared blankly out the window, and he suddenly noticed that whenever the car was about to reach the point of no road, a traffic sign appeared on the side of the road that said "turn ahead". After the turn, the road ahead is still open.

When the big words "turn ahead" entered his eyeballs again and again, suddenly, he suddenly realized: it was not the end of the road, but the time to turn. Since then, Christophe Livay has been a wheelchair and has become a director. He once again returned to his beloved film and television industry, and his hard work and dedication led him to win a Golden Globe Award for his first film. Not only that, but he also used his teeth to bite the pen and created his book manuscript.

At the end of the road, you might as well take a turn

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What a turn ahead, what a profound realization. I also reached the end of the road and needed to take a turn. If you can't think about it, you have to think about it, you can't think about it, do you really want to die? Why?

For a man who specializes in verbal violence against you? Ridiculous isn't it? A man who carries you from your house to his house in an eight-wheeled sedan sleeps in a bed with you, eats in a pot, and raises a child together.

You are getting older, the wrinkles on your face are getting more and more, he looks at you more and more unpleasantly, you can't do anything into his eyes, he can pick out a lot of problems for you. When he is bored, he will look for faults in you.

You can't do the housework well, the ground can't be wiped clean, the hair is falling everywhere, no wonder the sewers are blocked, it's all your trouble.

Wash a dish, you can't wash it, there is still hard stubble on the bowl, and you have to cut people's hands. There is a layer on the knife, no wonder it is unhappy. Wash the board once before use. There is still oil on the table, and the chin should be attached to it to stick a layer of skin. The clothes must be next to the back of the chair, and the hard work can be separated from the back of the chair, and you can't walk on the ground without force.

You've been counted from head to toe, as if you were living purely a scourge and should have died a long time ago. You said that you are dead, you can't die, you run away when you encounter problems, what else can you do except run and jump to escape death?

All in all, he just wants to tell you that you are a person who can't do anything, and you are so bad. Seeing that you are angry and corrupt, seeing that you are better off alive than dead, seeing that you are mad and angry, and not knowing how to deal with your pain, he will also add fuel to the fire, continue to criticize your no, saying that you are such a person, obviously knowing that you are not right, still hard mouth, not soft.

You're crazy, he laughed.

At the end of the road, you might as well take a turn

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You foolishly sit on the thief's boat, he guides you in the wrong direction, you are actually misled, unconsciously fall into it, he has won a strategic victory, suppressed you, made you chaotic, his vanity is satisfied, stepping on you, he can be elevated.

What exactly is it, how many pounds and a few pairs, is it not clear to yourself? It is easy to be attacked by some unnecessary charges, which shows that your heart is still very weak, you still don't know yourself very well, and you still have no one to see human nature clearly.

Someone is strong, really strong, strong from the inside out. Some people are strong, they are strong in the outside, they are fat people with swollen faces, and they are made for others to see. Unfortunately, you meet such a significant other. Suppressing you, seeing that you are tortured and collapsed is better than death, collapsed into an army, and his words and deeds are crazy, so that he finds great pleasure and fills his heart with the joy of victory.

So, every three or two days, he will find a reason to count you from three heads to toe. You deliberately run away, hide in another room, and you can still hear him in a hurry, slamming things and slamming doors, which makes your heart tremble.

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At the end of the road, you might as well take a turn

Slowly, you find the crux of the problem in the psychology books, he verbally attacks you, is a psychological disease, like a small child, from childhood by the parents snubbed, insecure, emotionally unsatisfied, eager to be valued, so take some extreme ways, deliberately create some misfortunes, in order to seek attention.

Reading this clearly, when he once again attacks you with words, accuses you of being useless, accuses you of all kinds of others, you are already relieved, you have fallen to the end, and you can go wrong anymore. You frankly admit that you are the worst woman in the world, it is unfortunate to let him meet, and what is the way to do it, want to send you away, no problem. Want to find the perfect woman in front of you, just look for it. You can accept it.

You are no longer hurt by these unwarranted and exaggerated accusations. You know that you have a lot of problems in your body, but they are far from being as exaggerated as men describe them, and there is no cure. You try to do things, you try to do things as well as you can, but you also know that you can never do the kind of little bird-like little woman he wants you to do.

Your strong personalities have been doomed to this life, and your mode of getting along is not so harmonious. But divorce is unrealistic, you are a pair of complainers who can't be separated and inseparable, and you have to live day by day, and the language violence will continue. You will not let this kind of harm again, and you will hit yourself to death and live, and you will be miserable.

Since you understand the twists and turns, don't be obsessed with it, continue to hit the south wall, you may wish to let your thinking turn a corner, accept everything in reality that you think you can't accept, pre-conceive of a worst outcome for everything, think of an ending that can no longer be bad, and then go back to experience the things in reality, you will find that life is not so bad, it is not so bad.

I am Plain Face, a big woman who can tell stories, and I don't go the usual way. A pseudo-Japanese woman who gets up at four or five o'clock every day, writes stories, works out, makes fancy breakfasts, raises chickens, raises dogs, raises cats, raises sheep, grows vegetables, farms, and plants flowers and plants. Tell a marriage love story a day, read a hundred books a year, and be able to persevere

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