What is the experience of girlfriends and mothers having the same personalities?

I will tell her anything on my mind, I think she is my trash can, I can pour anything into it, and I will tell her any grievances.

It will be very safe! When I was wronged and couldn't talk to others. At least I can think of my mother and let myself tell all my grievances.

When I am confused and stuck, they will help me analyze the pros and cons of things, but they will not help me make decisions. And the decision I make, they will fully support it. Even if it is not a good result in the end, it will help me share it or enlighten me instead of criticizing and blaming.

You can share your joys, sorrows, and sorrows, what happened today, and you can tell her about your funny and sad unhappiness anyway, and you don't have to worry about scolding me or something.

I think it's good, I have a girlfriend who can share her life with you, anyway, I tell my mom and I have anything delicious and fun.

He is familiar with my life and knows my strengths and weaknesses, but he never says anything bad about me in front of outsiders, and even helps me cover up and explain something. Knowing all the things that I have to do to disgrace, but keeping it a secret for the sake of my good image on the outside.

When I was in pain of falling out of love, I gave them a call**, and I could find time to drink and masturbate with me at night, until late at night, I felt that my life with my mother was really open, and it was good to have her.

After finding a boyfriend, she will help review and look at the boy as a bystander to make judgments; It will also help you find out some basic information about this boy to see if this boy is sincere. If I am bullied, I will be the first to stand up and give me anger.

Then she won't be my best friend.

My best friend and I have very different personalities. She is relatively dependent, she has never left her parents, and she has to ask her mother what she wears every day before high school. Even now, she occasionally has to ask her mother to help her with the occasional hair tie.

Her hair is loose outside, and I often help her with it. I have a very independent personality. I lived in the first and second grades of primary school, and I didn't let my parents my parents when I started living and studying in junior high school (they didn't have very high requirements for me in terms of grades, except for "psychological counseling" when I regressed a lot).

People give nicknames "female man" and "big sister". Before we get acquainted, the differences in interest are very large. She likes kittens and puppies and other small animals, and I don't pay much attention to that.

She loves to draw and I love to dance. She loves the piano and I learned the guzheng. She is almost 1.7 meters tall, (about 1.65 meters when I met) and is very, very thin.

I'm 1.6 meters, not a thin ......But to be honest, it's true that both of us are more good-looking. She used to walk slowly, and I sometimes walked like I was flying (as she used to say). She has a good temper and apologizes every time her mother says she was murderous......Like I guess I got into a fight with my mom.

All in all, the difference is quite big. But when I first met, I somehow liked her, and I played with her every day......Later, I shared the books I loved to read, and we chatted slowly.

Violation of the treaty of mutual respect between friends. When you are talking, she is looking at her phone casually, looking at the scenery around her half-heartedly, and she just doesn't want to listen to you anyway. Her eyes are erratic, bringing a sense of distrust and disrespect to your heart.

And when she was talking to you, she ordered you to listen carefully and not to make small movements. Why do you have to let someone else do something you can't do yourself? I really can't figure it out, is it okay to do to others what you don't want to do to yourself?

If you can't respect each other between friends, then why be girlfriends?

My best friend in high school was much more popular than me, and I always heard her say how others liked her, and her roommates willingly washed her clothes, took care of her various daily life, and brought her all kinds of delicious food, and I was silently envious and jealous, what else could there be. But I like to be with this kind of person, I like my girlfriends very much (they don't know each other), I like that some of them are casual and free, some love life, some are positive and sunny, some are warm and kind, there is always one thing I like very much.

There are no two identical leaves in this world, and there are no two people with exactly the same thoughts, and it is normal for two people to have different views, but your family conditions and education are different, which has created different three views. As long as your best friend's three views don't involve anything hurtful, they don't need to be changed.

My best friend and I, in the process of constantly getting along, found more and more that the three views of the two people are very incompatible. For example, if I see other old people on the road, I will give him a few dollars, although it is not much money, but at least it is a heart, but my best friend said, what is there to give, and although she said these words, she did not show a little kindness. At that time, when I saw his reaction, I chuckled in my heart.

This causes us to desire to have a lot of good girlfriends, but it is difficult for things around us to be the same as we think, and we will always meet a lot of girlfriends who are not quite agreeable, such as a girlfriend around me, I feel that I do not agree with her three views all the time, but because there are more aspects of the same, we understand each other.

It was when she heard "Thousands of Towns" that she remembered the most: she didn't want much, but she was different from others. And I:

If I stand on the morning sun, can I get rid of yesterday's melancholy? She has been running like a young river, and I am always in a state of confusion that I can't be enlightened.

I don't know who this article is for. For you, for my girlfriends, or ......To myself.

She said that I was cheerful and optimistic, but everything was a rainbow after a rainstorm.

She said that she and my other best friend had thought about suicide and that I wouldn't understand.

But I always felt that they were actually much luckier than ...... me

When it comes to suicide, I think about it a lot more than they do.

I was afraid of water because I had drowned, but I still learned to swim under the pressure of my mother; Jumping off the building, I have a slight fear of heights; Take poison and have no money to buy it; Cut my wrists, tried many times, it hurt too much; Hanging, too uncomfortable......

I was frantically looking for a knife and wanted to stab myself to death, but I couldn't find the knife, and maybe God didn't even want to let me go.

Depression is also not good to get, and I can't afford it, and the medicine is very expensive.

At school, I pretended to be very cheerful, but when someone said something unbearable, tears would still fall uncontrollably.

I even went to enlighten my girlfriends, but I just didn't know how to enlighten myself.

Sometimes when I sleep, I fall asleep and my pillow gets wet.

As for me, the quality of sleep is good and bad, and sometimes I even have insomnia......I don't know if I'm really relieved.

I thought about it a lot, and it was late, and it was time to sleep.

But I'm still not sleepy.

Alas......Insomnia again......