敘事性地敘述性地
敘事性地敘述性地

時照金剛士

It turns out that I really hate being a "confidant sister"

A friend of mine came to me for help with a flare-up of depression or anxiety. She has done this before. I took the initiative to care about her once the next day, but she responded to me as if the previous collapse had never happened! I was surprised, it seemed like I was making a fuss! It's boring to ask for herself, I know it, and I will never take the initiative to "care" about her again. She can digest those emotions by herself, and even forget it. Or do you think it's a huge shame that I mention it again, too shameful? ! It almost blocked me, hahahaha. Hey, I seem to have experienced this plot too. The guy who spread the rumor about my domestic violence is wow, because it is really not suitable for developing into a one-on-one partnership, I thought it was clear that it would also be a peaceful termination of a sexual relationship, and become a feminist partner and friend relationship. , because the other party said they agreed, and I still admire people who are very happy. Who knew that she would suddenly call me to tell me that she was unacceptable, crying or something, and I comforted me for more than an hour out of kindness... The next day, don't worry about it anymore, they blocked me . I felt very angry at the time. I really felt that the woman's character was not good. It really wasn't worth wasting energy. Later, I heard the news of the guy who was in his early twenties or a trans brother in 1999 told me that he was very painful, he always went to the bar to drink, and they opened the room with the bartender? He also said that if he hadn't thought of her as my woman, he would have had sex with her long ago, and he seemed to have already kissed her tongue... Hahahaha, the trans brother in 1999 is so frank! In fact, at the time, I thought they were a good match, at least they could be gun buddies. Later, retribution came, and my left knee was injured, which led to a complete change in me, and I began to face the existence of my body! I started to understand myself deeply, learned, learned self-love, and stopped playing the game of making a gun and acting as a live Lei Feng. I also raised a hehe cat, and the sudden death of the little tiger cat was profound to me. Spiritual growth experience. In short, looking back at the past few years, I have a deep understanding that the time has come, and Dajing will naturally change! In response to that sentence, there is beauty in the dark. Hahahahaha.

My friend Barabara said a lot of emotionally unstable things, and I told her not to think about suicide, because she still couldn't get rid of the hurt to others. She is a very soft-hearted person, always thinking of others, and very easy to feel guilty. Anyway, she is a bit like my sister's thinking logic. It is very convenient. Most Chinese women can easily become an entry point based on their understanding and understanding of my mother and my sister, and have a general understanding of them. At least I can easily empathize with women! Not because my body is a biological female, but because I grew up beside my mother and sister. I never identified myself as a woman, nor as a man, or both genders at the same time. In fact, my upbringing was originally transgender, but there was no such word at the time. So when my friends even yelled at me for being too straight because they didn't want to listen to my advice. I feel that she is really helpless and a little angry. I can also call her cowardly. I didn't have such a choice, but I still comforted her, at least helped her calm down. Today, I won't care about her anymore, she will know that I don't like to comfort people. Realizing that I don't like it and rushing to be a close sister! I don't even like to enlighten others, a little is enough, maybe enough for my mother and sister. Could this be the source of the legend that women are troublesome? Always ready for its breakout prone to collapse to comfort? hehe hehe



CC BY-NC-ND 2.0

Like my work?
Don't forget to support or like, so I know you are with me..

Loading...

Comment