Come on yourself!

I read a book recently, but I didn’t finish it all. I prefer prose-type works to novels. When it comes to the book I read, it’s called “ Drums in the Distance”, and it was written by the author while traveling abroad. Some miscellaneous notes, the author likened it to the accumulation of sketches .

I actually envy those writers with writing skills, no matter professional or amateur, because I just don’t have the talent in this area, I can only rely on my own way to record all kinds of things I know and see, whether in life or in in belief.

Today on Facebook, I saw the words of a certain thunderbolt character: life is alive, don't say that your heart is dead, and have a little hope in this world, our life will be better.

Maybe that's the case. Today, I can sit in a coffee shop and type these seemingly useless articles, and they are worthless words;

I have suffered from postpartum depression for a period of time, and I still rely on medicines to control my condition. Although I really want to make myself better and I hope to reduce my medicines, the doctor said that if I still have such a trace of negative thoughts during my latest visit I can't reduce the medicine, I can only do it obediently, not to let myself be in a bad situation all the time, but unfortunately the brain's dopamine secretion is always insufficient, occasionally... no! It was some kind of negative thoughts that started to loop endlessly every day since this month, thinking, "What can I do today? It's so boring, I just want to sleep and do nothing!" Then the day wasted like that.

In addition to part-time work, it is strange to not think about it when you are at home during the day on weekdays, right? I was busy taking care of children at home at night, not to say that it is not good to take care of children, but just to feel that time has passed like that, as if I live for that child. Of course this is also one of the goals of some kind of life, maybe!

If I can come to the coffee shop on non-working days, I think I will probably produce more nonsense articles like this to describe what good things I did today, what books I read, etc., so as not to really waste life, isn't it? It's a pity that I would only be allowed to do this if I had some spare cash. So, be brave to face reality! Come on yourself!

When a man is sick, his heart can endure it; when his heart is grieved, who can bear it? Proverbs 18:14