At what moment did you become so disappointed in your family?

That day, I saw my mother being beaten and scolded by my second aunt, but when my second uncle watched his own sister being beaten and was indifferent, I was really disappointed.

I don't know why such a good family is like this, I just know that in the past I had an uncle who loved me very much. He often took me and my little cousin to go fishing, go to temple fairs, and steal watermelons from other people's fields......Another time, because I was on summer vacation, my parents were working outside again. So I really wanted to go to my parents, but no one at home went there, only my second uncle.

At that time, I remember that little cousin of mine was crying and making a fuss about not letting my second uncle go. But because my second uncle couldn't bear to see me sad, he didn't care that my little cousin had to send me to my parents. But then everything changed ......<

Everything changed for me that yearI felt as if something was missing from my second uncle's eyes, but there was something more. My family said that my second uncle had changed, but I actually felt it. That disappointment is not about who is right and who is wrong, but about a look, a word, or an action.

As a junior, I don't care about the rights and wrongs of this matter, I only care that in the eyes of my second uncle, am I still the little nephew he was afraid of being wronged before? But years have passed, and I seem to have found the answer, but it seems that I have lost it for a long time.

My disappointment lies in:He bought a house from outside to avoid us, and gave up the place where he grew up and raised himself; My disappointment lies in:He never ......seemed to regret it

I just graduated from college last year, and my cousin-in-law helped me find a job as a teacher at the school. In the new semester this year, through the relationship of my brother-in-law, I picked up 2 students to tutor at home, from 7 pm to 9 pm, and I can pay more family subsidies every month. Actually, it's also good.

My brother-in-law has a son who happens to be in the same class as the younger brother of the two brothers I tutored, so he came with him. To put it bluntly, I really don't like this nephew, it's too naughty, and I don't think you are an elder at all, not a teacher. At that time, I still tried my best to help him with his homework, and I also changed some behaviors and habits that I couldn't tolerate.

After most of the semester, their homeroom teacher came to complain to me, (my nephew is in school where I work, and the homeroom teacher knows about our relationship) saying that my nephew has been doing very poorly recently, and his homework was very sloppy before, but now he is much better. But there are still cases of not completing homework on time, and the discipline in class is also very poor, often fugue, if this continues, I am afraid that it will become a bad student.

He is not well disciplined, I know, his consciousness is really poor, but he didn't finish his homework, so I can't say it. So I told the teacher the truth, his homework has always been with me, and I have been checking the most basic homework for him according to the school newsletter before letting him do other things, there is no reason why homework is not completed. Later, I found out that because he was too naughty, he was often punished by the teacher for doing his homework, but he never mentioned it to me.

Knowing the truth, I was angry, and when I had dinner at night, I told my cousin and cousin-in-law directly, and I was also angry for a while, and I didn't want to really let them teach him a lesson, just hoping that they could pay attention to the education of their son. As a result, when my cousin saw her son being beaten, she was distressed, and said directly: "I handed over my son to you, and as a result, you taught it like this, and you were embarrassed to come and sue us!"

I was stunned for a moment, my tears fell directly at that time, and my whole heart was cold, and since that time, I have never taken the initiative to say a word about her son. Really totally disappointed with them.

When my uncle pointed at my nose and scolded me for being a waste, I was extremely disappointed in my family affection, and even doubted all emotions

At that time, something in my heart was broken, and I felt that this world was so strange. I don't know why, thirteen-year-old me, what did I do wrong to be pointed at by others and scolded for rubbish, but that doesn't matter anymore, when you are young, you don't remember, adults always think it won't matter, and when you grow up, you will forget.

Haha, no, I really didn't understand it when I was young. But as you get older, you get clearer, more fearful, more and more understanding. Childhood stories have always been a scar that I can't uncover.

Later, I grew up and continued to improve myself, just to compensate for my childhood, I just wanted to slap him in the face, I just wanted to tell him, I didn't want to prove anything, I didn't want to prove how great I was, I wanted to tell others that I had lost my dignity, I must take it back with my own hands!

I was only 13 years old at the time, so why should I be called rubbish? Why should you be denied life by others? Later I found out:

The reason is that my birthday is on the same day as my grandfather's birthday, and if I make a mistake, I will let my grandfather lose his birthday, and my uncle swears to tell my grandfather that he has gone to ask for a bodhisattva, and my grandfather will live for another twenty years at most. This is an authoritative patriarch in the family, I can't understand the hatred of my nephew for no reason, from then on, I don't want to set foot in that room again, even if my father forced me to go to the New Year, I was perfunctory.

I never said a word to my uncle again. The moment when I was thirteen years old was indeed a nightmare and demon that I had lingered for a long, long time. That night I cried for a long time under the covers with my head covered, unable to help myself, thinking about what they had said.

It was probably an opportunity that something in my heart was shattered that day. Later, everything I did when I grew up was to pay for my childhood, and I was crazy at school to prove myself, just to tell me in my childhood that you are not a waste.

Yes When my parents criticized me in front of outsiders and didn't care about my face.

We have not experienced such a "moment".

Yes, I always feel that my family doesn't care about my affairs and ignores everything about me.

When I was in debt, when I became poor in an instant, my relatives abandoned me.

When your parents help you arrange a thing, such as marriage problems, you don't look down on each other or the other party's conditions are not suitable for you, so you have to marry him, then you are the most desperate in your life.

When I was talking to my family about my wedding bride price, I was disappointed.

Yes, facing the ruthless and unrighteous other half.

I think the most you experience may be, what you say adults don't believe it, but outsiders, especially neighbors, they say that adults can always listen to it, and then vent it to themselves, no matter how to explain it, that situation is really disappointing, and some are even desperate, how many children go to extremes because of their parents' distrust, too much, so sometimes you really need a thick nerve to regulate yourself, so that you don't become indifferent.

When you are poor and borrow money from relatives and friends, you obviously have it, but you are shirking it for various reasons.

Yes, there are other shades of their relatives do not understand.

No, nothing can change the affection.

I have no money in the hospital, no one to take care of, and I am indifferent.

When communication with our parents is not complete, every time you tell them what we think to them, they don't understand, and now when we learn to make our own decisions, our parents say that we don't communicate with them.

A year ago, my family was in debt, no matter how I explained and persuaded me, my family never put making money in the most important position, but repeatedly borrowed money to pay off the debt, demolished the east wall and made up the west wall. There were also people who kept coming to collect debts, and when I was going to settle down and start making money on my own, my father still only cared about his own opinions and ignored my mother. As soon as he asked him for help, he began to get excited and curse, and he only bought the so-called "medicine" for himself to ** his "illness" My mother continued to borrow only money to pay off her debts.

And it forced me to go out and borrow money, but as soon as the money arrived, it was directly repaid. He was unwilling to hand it over to me to invest or start a business, and he also hid from me to borrow loan sharks outside, so he was illegally detained twice. At that time, I was very disappointed in my father, and in his eyes, family affection was not as good as money.

I study in other places all the year round, so I don't have much dependence on family affection. But if you want to be hurt by family affection, it is also an easy thing. I started studying in other places in junior high school, and I was still dependent on my family at first.

But my parents didn't think it was useful for me to hit them, so I stayed at the school for a semester and didn't beat them many times. Seriously, I thought they were a bit ruthless at the time. Later, whenever I went to ask my parents for their opinions, they ignored me at all, and they actually hated them at that time.

I've never been in charge of anything, and I'm going to find someone else to solve everything, which is really annoying. It turns out that I am so worthless in their eyes. As if I wasn't their child.

I feel it all the time. In a patriarchal family, it is difficult for girls to talk about family affection. Anything that is unfair to me and my brother is undoubtedly my fault for not taking good care of him.

My brother made a mistake outside, and as long as I was around, he blamed me for not stopping him, and sometimes he blamed me for not being around, blaming me for not taking care of him with him. My brother was beaten, why didn't you rush forward and be beaten for your brother? Why don't you help your brother call back?

Everything is my fault, and sometimes I suspect that my birth was a mistake made by my parents. When I grew up, I hated ice cream very much, and I hated my past self even more, in the summer, for the ice cream that my brother was tired of eating, I could let my brother drive without dignity, I could crawl around on the ground like a dog and bark, I could let him ride on me and "drive!" Drive!

As long as it's to make my brother happy, everything I do is worth it in the eyes of adults.

The economic conditions of the family are not good, my father is congenitally weak, small eyeballs, old age, cataract of the eye, fundus lesions, he hopes to restore that little bit of light, perennial listening to the radio broadcast of ** advertising drugs for various eye diseases, always playing ** all kinds of consultations, almost all tasted, every time I buy thousands of dollars, this does not work after eating, and then buy a kind of order, lose my temper with me, quarrel, blame me for not taking him to Beijing for eye treatment, at that time I was very unhappy. Because there are perennial bedridden mothers at home to take care of, and children who go to school need to be sent to school every day, I still have to go to work, although I don't earn much, at least there is a job that still needs me, also because the family conditions are not good, and the family conditions of the husband I am looking for are not good, so I thought that it would be good to support each other in this way. I thought that my parents were old, to put it mildly, people who were almost 70 years old, and they had to eat a bite, so I tried my best to buy delicious meat and vegetables at home, and also bought snacks that they had not eaten when they were young, or all kinds of fruits with good taste.

If they feel unwell, I will immediately take them to the hospital for various examinations and buy medicine. I didn't expect that because I didn't have the ability to take my dad to Beijing for eye treatment, I was not satisfied with a hundred times, the doctor had told me that my dad's eyes were no longer necessary, but in front of my dad, he also said that the city really can't be cured, and I really want to go to Beijing for a check-up, and it may not be curable. As a result, my dad remembered to go to Beijing, and he didn't hear the last sentence.

I'm really sad, since the age of 18 I have been earning my own money to support myself, now whether it is to make, use, eat, everything I have to buy home, I feel that my dad is disabled, a lifetime is indeed not easy, and then my mom was sick and bedridden, I think about them everywhere, but in the end my dad said that I am not as good as one of his co-workers, because his co-worker drove him to the restaurant to eat shabu mutton. At that time, I still can't describe my mood, and I cried behind my husband's back for half a night.

My ex-husband beat me at my parents' house, and my mother didn't let me divorce, saying that it was for me to look at the children, and I was really desperate at that time, but then I still divorced, and now I am still the little princess of my parents, but that past is still imprinted in my heart, and people should not be foolish.

Patriarchal,Blindly taking,And when I fell into trouble,Now although I have parents,But in many cases live like an orphan.,Just ask to pay off the debt in this life.,Don't meet again in the next life.。。。

It may be my glass heart, but this matter is extremely uncomfortable! After graduating from junior high school, I worked part-time to subsidize my family, giving 1,000 yuan a month to my family 800! It lasted for 4 years, and then I changed jobs, and at the beginning I had no salary for a month, and I had no money to eat, so I asked my mother for 200 yuan!

My mother was extremely reluctant to take out 200 yuan and throw it on the ground, I didn't pick it up, I ate it myself for a month, only one meal a day, and only one steamed bun at a time!