I hating being your brother.
- At 3:49 am
I was wondering if all the people in this world called TOMAS would look alike, what LULU said about Libra's common depression.
What would my life be like if I had a biologically retarded older sister or younger sister in my life. Will my mom and dad also be patient and tolerant to protect like the ones in the black balloon. Children can vent, and as parents, they can only tolerate and endure all the time, swallow all the bitterness, pick up the pills in their hands to feed the children, and instantly switch between anger and anxiety and low-energy childish expressions.
The two only laughs were when TOMAS accepted this mentally retarded brother from the bottom of his heart, and sat on the grass together nervously pretending to be a monkey to shoot the ground, and also reported that he suddenly dressed as a monkey and danced a funny gentleman dance during the performance. .
It turned out that the best way for a normal person to integrate into a special person is to play himself as a special person and go crazy together. Such normal people will actually look more special and cute, but they will not make people feel uncomfortable. Because, in these subtle actions, there is a virtue called fair tolerance.
In my life, there are actually some special groups. A cousin Zhu Lu and a cousin who is mentally ill. I have always been ashamed of me sitting like a needle every time. When I meet on the street, I will not go shopping with my aunt on the way to eat at my aunt's house. Even if I go to a friend's house to play, I will not ask her for it. do not go. It seems that the people around her are becoming more and more alienated from her. Unable to have a family like us normal people, probably living with aging parents all the time.
Yes, this is just the status quo, and when we try to avoid some of the worst, we find that they are getting closer and closer to us.
Try to lower your arrogant head, get along with tolerance, with a little pity, the child who lost his father, in fact, every time we go home together at night, I feel a little distressed, but my memory still stays in elementary school. The scene where he intimidated me by the pool, the red scarf replaced his angry face at that time, I don't know what happened, but I know it must be that he feels alone and lonely under the fence.
All this was only later I understood. Until later, I would personally cook an egg fried rice for him, beat two eggs in it, and put the chicken soup in front of him to make him full.
That's probably all I can do, plus, save the number he gave me, and answer his rare text messages patiently and earnestly. All I can do is to treat it with a normal heart.
Perhaps, I really forgot family, for a long time.
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