One.
I know that my best friend has always been jealous of me.
We were college roommates, and when I was in college, my family gave me a lot of living expenses, and I never had to worry about daily life and expenses.
In addition to studying, most of her time is spent doing part-time work, and her life is very busy, and the money earned from part-time work is only enough to buy some clothes and cosmetics.
Once, after she used my lipstick, she sighed that the color number was very beautiful and asked about the price of my lipstick.
"More than three hundred dollars," I said.
She felt that Gui had dismissed this idea, and I did not say anything more knowing her family conditions.
After graduation, we rented a house together and stayed in Guangzhou to work, and I went directly to work in the company arranged by my father, and she went back and forth to and from the interview every day.
A week later she finally got a job, and the first thing she said to me after finding a job was, "A good score on the test is not as good as a good family." ”
Although it sounded a little sour, I could feel the helplessness in her tone.
Her family conditions are not good, so she studies very hard, although her grades in school have always been very good, but after entering the society, she is still like a sheep who is overwhelmed by the flock.
Since we are all fresh graduates, the income is not high, so my parents often ask me if I have enough money to spend, worried about whether I am doing well.
Although the salary is low, she is also relatively frugal, so she is barely enough to spend, but her life is far more difficult than I thought.
Overheard her and her family on the phone, she said angrily on the other end of the phone: "My salary is only a few thousand yuan, why do you ask me for money every month?" ”
I can hear this kind of conversation from her room from time to time, and every time she chooses to compromise with the family.
I didn't know how to comfort her, I could only buy a lot of food and put it in the refrigerator, and then lied that I couldn't finish buying too much food, and asked her to help eat it, otherwise it would be bad.
Occasionally I would ask her: Do you have enough money to spend? I can lend you some.
She hesitated for a moment and said, "No, it's enough flowers for the time being." ”
Although she refused my help, I could feel the avoidance in her expression and words that she was having difficulty.
Two.
Later she had a boyfriend and the whole person became optimistic.
The boys took good care of her and often greeted her warmly, and she said to me, "No one has ever been so nice to me." ”
However, after spending some time together, they broke up on the grounds that the boy's parents hated their poor family conditions.
I can't remember how much beer she drank the night she broke up, but I remember her drunkenness saying to me, "If only I were like you." ”
I reassured, "We're still young, we'll be fine later." ”
I don't know if this comfort worked for her, but after the breakup she began to work harder, and even though it was already 996's work, she still often worked overtime in front of the computer when she got home.
It's hard to imagine how she managed to persevere, but there seemed to be no better way than to work hard.
Perhaps because her hard work paid off, the director of her company resigned, and she naturally sat in the position of supervisor.
To celebrate the promotion and salary increase, she invited me to a meal, and at dinner in the evening she drank a lot of wine and said a lot of words.
She said: "When I was in college, I saw that we were very different, and at first glance I thought you were the kind of person who had a good life since I was a child, I was jealous of you, when I was looking for a job, when I was in love, I found that only I would worry about reality. ”
She added: "I really worked hard, but life is still very hard. ”
I can understand her, exhausted to run to the end of the end is not as good as the beginning of other people's birth, this kind of mood is difficult for others to feel.
Her complaints, her jealousy, in the end, were not directed at me, but only the unfairness of hating fate.
Three.
I have to admit that on the issue of family conditions, I did have better luck than hers.
This huge gap is that no matter how hard she tries, she can't make up for it, and finally she has worked very hard to become an ordinary person.
And her complaints are only because she can't accept the effort and has not been rewarded accordingly.
But in any case, the family in which you were born cannot be changed.
After that night, friends also began to accept reality, to accept setbacks, and to accept the powerlessness of life.
I know she's choosing to compromise, but it's better than keep comparing.
Compromise does not mean bowing to life, it is just that we recognize reality.
There are some things that should not be excessively embarrassed for yourself.