I am a very strange girl, with incredible ideas and an extremely sensitive heart, and I feel that the colors that belong to me in life are changeable.
When I was a child, I was like a little boy who never wanted to stay in a controlled place, and I liked to invite a group of boys younger than me to catch fish in the river, pluck bamboo shoots in the mountains, or hide and seek in the mountains. At that time, I never thought about who I was, I just wanted to see where it was fun. Although I was taught by my parents every three to five years, I could still have fun. Thinking about the scene at that time, I felt that I was all green, ignorant of everything, but curious about everything.
In elementary school, I still didn't understand why I wanted to study, and I still thought about how to go out and play, but I had a little concern in my heart, because if I could be Sun Wukong, then the teacher and my parents were the embodiment of Rulai, and no matter how capable I was, I couldn't escape their palms. In addition, I am not a likable person, because I don't like to be tidy, I don't study well, and I love to wander in class, so I often go to school and go home alone. At that time, I didn't know what loneliness was, but I tasted it. When I want to talk to someone, I imagine a friend, that is, I imagine my friend in my head, and then talk to him and imagine his language. Overall, though, I was still happy.
The concept of communication
When I was in junior high school, because the junior high school in my hometown was not very good, I went to a private school far away from home. Because of my parents' supervision and my own efforts, I did well in the entrance examination, and many teachers remembered my name and classified me as one of the key training objects, and because of this, I began to understand a truth: if you want others to remember you, you must show your brilliance. So I tried to study hard, but in the first year of junior high school, I encountered a problem that made me tangled, I remember one night, the class leader stuffed a letter in my hand, I was very surprised, I saw the envelope said: Please tear it up after reading.
I began to understand, but I was scared, I felt that all this was not the right time, and in order not to make myself afraid, I threw it into the trash without looking. Since then, every time I see him, I am very helpless, because he is so blatant, and the result is that the city is full of storms, and even the teachers know it. And all this is really a heavy blow to me, walking in the crowd, I always feel the discussion of others, which makes me very annoyed. Coupled with the ups and downs of my studies, I began to doubt myself and was very sensitive to everything. I felt that what surrounded me at that time was gray and blue.
In high school, I didn't choose the local key high school, but left that place and returned to a not-so-remarkable school in my hometown. There are many reasons, but of course, the most important one is that I don't want to be in the same school as the junior high school class president anymore. When I came to high school, I began to re-examine myself and understand the importance of high school. So, I continued to work hard, always thinking about getting into the top three in the class, however, many things were not as good as people expected, although I was in the top three, but I often lost Waterloo. Originally sensitive, I often felt very lost, especially in the third year of high school, I became very irritable and conflicted, I could not stand this torture, and I did not want to give up my dreams. The sky was pure gray at that time, even though I was lucky enough to get into medical school.
When I came to medical school, I didn't have the troubles of high school, but there was still a shadow of high school in my heart, and I was still sensitive. However, I began to learn self-suggestion, slowly adjusting myself, although sometimes flustered, and gradually returned to calm.
Now I feel like I'm blue.
What kind of mental journey have you had? Color can express it.