In the past two days, I saw a girl posting about another girl on WeChat. She said that this girl is capable and humorous. She is great at her job. She can also open a Taobao store. She has many friends. If she were the girl, I would marry her...
I was speechless for a moment, so I left a message saying that this kind of girl is unreliable.
The girl replied, because she is so good, right?
I silently replied that she would be too busy and would not have time for the two of us.
The girl sighed with emotion, and the topic turned to the topic that two people need to accompany each other. The older they get, the more lonely they become and need someone to accompany them.
I replied again, I have had a deep sense of loneliness since I was a child, and I don’t think it will change as I get older.
The girl sighed again and asked casually, are you alone now?
I endured it and didn't answer any more. I do often feel lonely, and that's because my wife controls me very strictly... This answer is too disgraceful.
The above is nonsense.
I have a friend named Loneliness, which is not a literary sentiment, but his pen name is indeed called "Lonely Hand".
This pen name is easily reminiscent of Master Wen Ruian's famous work "The Lonely Master", and it has a lot of flavor in it.
We are writing a book on a website. In fact... I am not very good at socializing. I almost never call people or call people on QQ unless there is something very important. I almost never take the initiative to contact friends, so I
I have never thought about chatting with Lonely Hands, and of course I almost never take the initiative to chat with other authors.
One day, Laoshou Lonely came to me. We chatted for a few words, and I found out that he was because I also know another author "Misty Rain Jiangnan". He admired Yanyu Jiangnan very much. He was once a fan of Yanyu Jiangnan and was also influenced by Yanyu.
Encouraged, I started writing books.
Because Yanyu and I have been friends for many years, so he took the initiative to chat with me. I felt at that time that he was very lonely at that time, just like his pen name. I guessed that he was writing articles on a new website, almost
I didn’t have many acquaintances, and I felt a little uncomfortable, so I took the initiative to chat with me. Although I wasn’t familiar with him, I had common acquaintances.
At that time, his books were very popular in Zongheng, but he vaguely revealed that he did not want to continue writing. I was very surprised at the time and tried to persuade him because his grades were very good. It would be very difficult to give up like this.
What a pity.
It's just a pity that I am a person who never wants to inquire about other people's lives or private affairs. I don't know the lonely state of my opponent. My persuasion may not be strong enough. I don't know whether my words will dissuade him.
I just noticed that he was still in a low mood, even a little depressed.
After that, we only bumped into each other occasionally in the author group, and never said anything special.
It wasn't until today that I suddenly saw news about an editor on Weibo, and went to the Zongheng author group to ask, and then I found out that something had happened to him, and that he had left us forever in a foreign country.
Now everyone doesn't know what the accident was, but they just confirmed the bad news.
Although everyone has been discussing it in the group for a long time, I have a rough idea of the cause and consequences of this matter. I know that he must have suffered from depression, so he wanted to relax, and he went to Vietnam, which always makes me feel weird.
nation.
I still don’t quite understand what kind of difficulties Lao Shou Loneliness encountered before he suffered from depression. I just read other authors’ Weibo posts and comments in the group, and found out that his condition has always been very bad, and there are also many brothers.
Try your best to help and invite him out to relax.
I regret now that I ignored too many things.
I should also have suffered from depression. If thinking about living enough every day and planning to commit suicide are symptoms of depression, then I should have had it. My goal in life at that time was, when can I earn enough for my mother?
With pension money, you will have nothing to live on in this life, so you can die.
In the first part of the story, I said that I had a deep sense of loneliness since I was a child, and I wasn’t lying.
Fortunately, I got through that difficult period and now I look completely normal. At least I no longer want to commit suicide. Instead, I have become extremely afraid of death.
I judge others by myself, I have always felt that no matter how low my mood is, I can survive it, but I did not expect that this time, my friend would not be able to survive it.
I have a friend called Loneliness, which is real loneliness. My friend whose pen name is Low Hand Loneliness should also have such a friend. We have friends in common, but I can still pat Loneliness on the head and tell it, still
Can we play together? But this friend of mine, called Lonely Hand, no longer wants to play with Loneliness.
In this world, there are many people I know, and many more people I don't know, but we all have a common friend called "loneliness".
Some people, like me, can pat their lonely heads and say, "Can we still play together?"
Some people don't want to play with it.
After typing so many words, I still feel that this article actually says nothing!z