I am a huge monster

The heroine perfectly explained what "work" is, and we feel the same because we more or less possess the quality of this "work". The so-called "work" means that you know the end of the matter after you have done it, but you can't stop yourself from doing it, and the result is unavoidable regret. The thorns that stuck in the heart all the time were caused by this huge monster. Suffering can't complain, and can only fall into the worse or wait for salvation.

Why do we know what beauty is, but we often cannot maintain this beauty. Just like the heroine knows the position of her best friend in life, but she cannot restrain herself from doing things that hurt her friends. Whether the death of a friend is an accident or suicide, there is no need to discuss it. It is an irreversible thing in the fantasy anytime, anywhere. No matter how time goes by, no matter how we push us forward, the result of this "work" will tie a knot in your heart. If you touch this knot, you will have a twitch.

There is always a lack of understanding of oneself, and it is a fluke. The inability to control this monster of oneself is actually an excuse. Where is the dissatisfaction? Did you lose control and let everything tilt? Is it emotion? Is it uneasy? Is it lonely? Just like the hostess, the death of her mother, the remarriage of her father and godmother, there is a strong contrast between her sister's wealth and herself. These are a bit bad, but not terribly bad. The heroine is alone. She uses her inferiority complex to watch all the flawed close people around her with a cold eye, and then uses her words and actions to bring them and herself huge harm. Only in this way can she stay away. The corner of my heart.

There were also some warm moments, smoking with strangers in the beautiful sunset, no hurting words, quiet, and tear off the protective mask, only one sentence "want to cry", the most true expression. The fifth episode stays at the reconciliation with my sister, showing us that if we suddenly meet the good and are not prepared, we will only fall to pieces. Everyone is an intertwined body of angels and demons, just like the heroine, who is too painful to extricate herself, and she doesn't have the courage to give up life like this, because I don't know whether life will light up a spark at the next moment.

Before you are used to tame your own monster, any intimacy has dangerous prospects. Always tell yourself that you are not as smart as you imagined, not so unbearable, and not so different. The world may suddenly become clearer. When you let go of the "work" and truly accept yourself, it will no longer be such a tragedy pretending to be a comedy.

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