Uncomfortable, some words are not spit unpleasant, saying that I am cold-blooded or ruthless, it is just my thoughts. Because when I was a child, I was always brought by my grandmother, and now with my mother, there is always a gap,

Uncomfortable, some words are not spit unpleasant, saying that I am cold-blooded or ruthless, it is just my thoughts. Because when I was a child, I was always brought by my grandmother, and now with my mother, there is always a gap, chatting and talking with her, and there is often no tacit understanding of emotions. On the contrary, my sister was brought by my mother's side, and when they were hippie and smiling, I always felt that I couldn't fit in. She often said that it was hard to give birth to me, and I almost died. But I want to say that I did not let her overbirth, I can not choose, if I can choose I still want to choose a rich family to grow up, is that she wants to have a second child to be able to have a son, did not give birth, gave birth to me, after the end of the do not dare to give birth, really can not afford to raise, the family is very poor. The reality is so harsh. Every time I quarreled, I tried to blurt it out, and then my sanity pulled back some and swallowed it back. When I was a child, my grandmother and aunt would tell others that I was hungry to eat, and no one taught me about human feelings, and when I was older, I lived with my mother, and she often said that I was bad, really bad. I hate that word the most in my life. When you talk about me, can you ask yourself if you have the patience to teach me that I am humane and sophisticated, and that I am nothing more than food and clothing and warmth at my grandmother's place. Don't tell me that's how everyone else grew up. Since this is the case, you may not know what contradictions there are between other people's children and their families. Can't be supernatural, why should I be overborn, can't be raised around, why should I hate all kinds of bad things. I am a mother, I am just having to work hard, and I have to bring my own children. In this way, don't scold me, I am so uncomfortable, I am disappointed in my heart, I can't tell whether I am disappointed in my mother or disappointed in myself.