Love will really go away, I love my father like this, love to the point of sacrificing myself, but when I wake up, what I hate most is my father. So, two years after my father's parting, I will have it to my father

Love will really go away, I love my father like this, love to the point of sacrificing myself, but when I wake up, what I hate most is my father. So, two years after my father's parting, all my love for my father turned into hatred when I woke up.

Since then, he has no longer dreamed of his father's soul, no longer misses into madness, and no longer dreams.

I hope that my father in my world will one day become a memory of no sorrow or joy, no love, no hatred, no anger and no resentment. For a man who has forgotten himself and sacrificed his life to love, but in exchange for understanding, he is just a selfish man, and there is no emotional change to remember, which is naturally very difficult to do. But I still long for it.

After all, his personality is so such that not to mention that he has died, even if he is alive, people's inherent selfishness is difficult to change. Expecting a selfish person who has not changed, reflection and apology, is a more difficult thing than I let go.

In the past two days, the article has written about my father more frequently, and last night, in no uncertain years, my father appeared again in my dream.

I went back to the home where I hadn't been back for a long time, and it was as if I was chatting peacefully with my mother, which in reality was the warmth that my mother had never given me.

My parents were born, married, and had children in order to prove that "all parents in the world" and "parents love their children" are false propositions.

In the dream, I heard my father's voice coming from the hall, and I was a little surprised: "Isn't my father already gone?" ”

So I walked with my mother to the hall, and when my mother saw my father, she did not scold my father with extreme malice and disgust, resentment to the point of blackening and white eyes, as before, but in a soft, gentle and gentle tone of rebuke with love.

I wondered in my dreams, this relationship does not make sense, this is not scientific.

My father saw me standing next to my mother, with a look of surprise and gentleness, a smile on my face, and put his hand to me, I still thought it was very unreasonable to be completely unscientific, but I still put my hand in my father's hand.

My father took my hand and looked at me with a look of surprise and pampering. My mother no longer dislikes my father's love for me when she sees this, this is not scientific, my mother is a person who does not allow anyone to love me, and whoever loves me is the target of her brainwashing.

At that moment, when the mother saw this, she not only did not scold, but also said to her father with a gentle smile: "You just love this daughter the most." ”

This extremely human and anti-human scene is so strange to me.

The home I had been seeking for years was now appearing in my dreams, and I was no longer surprised, not even the slightest joy. Just not sad or happy, just confused, what is the reason for this situation.

Having tasted all the sufferings of all the efforts, and suffering from disappointment to despair, I have long despaired of family affection and love. You give it to me, I don't want it anymore.