Women should always know what they want.

Life is always very helpless, and how many people have lost their original self and become the people they once hated the most.

I have been wandering for 30 years, fascinated by self-confidence, inferiority and cowardice. I live for my parents, kindness and love, but I live less for myself. After experiencing ups and downs, I really know that women still have to live for themselves and always know what they want and what kind of life they want.

When I was in junior high school, my mother taught me to cook, wash clothes, sew clothes and comb my hair since my parents were over sixty. Mom said: Your father and I are old and we are dead. What if you can't support yourself? So, at the age of six, I began to learn to roll noodles. At the age of ten, I started steaming steamed bread, washing clothes, cooking and sewing quilts. When my mother is busy, I can take care of everything at home.

I met unexpectedly in the rebellious period of high school, began to feel inferior and began to give up. I have been looking for the meaning of my existence in this world. My parents are old, because my brother and sister-in-law quarrel, so I have to work hard. At that time, I thought all day, is it possible to solve all problems by dying?

In the darkest days, in the unsafe days, every day seems like a year. Fortunately, at that time, I met a boy with all my eyes. He bought me a candied haws, gave me warm and cold hands, and sent me home in the snow season. When their class teacher asked him to break up with me, he stood on the podium and said, who said puppy love would affect his study?

From the initial distrust, he stepped into my life. Finally, we finally entered the marriage hall. My role is Nuo Nuo, and I am hesitant. I always think about one thing for a long time. However, the only things I insist on have put my life on a different path.

When I graduated from junior high school, my mother told me that if you don't go to senior high school, you will go to the health school for three years. It is very safe to find a job in our county hospital with my brother's relationship after graduation. I said, no! I told myself at that time that I would never stay in this small ravine in my life. I study hard just to get out of this poor and desolate loess plateau. Finally, I went to high school, went to college, got married and came to Anhui. In this life, I really walked out of the mountain. At least, my children will not work as hard as I do.

After the college entrance examination, my mother told me that my biological father wanted to know me. I don't know who gave me the courage to refuse flatly. A fortune teller once told me: I have a shallow relationship with my parents all my life. Really, I don't know if it's me, in our nature, or if I really hate cool thin. For my biological parents, since I was drowning when I was born and my adoptive parents saved me, I am the girl of the Wen family. I was not needed, and I will be needed every time in the future. In my family, it is enough to have a miserable father and mother and a loving brother.

Stumbling and finally graduating from college, my father's cancer recurred. Brother said: You are getting married. My family didn't want me to marry a poor boy at that time. Brother said: If you like, I can introduce you to a house and a car tomorrow. An enterprising child must be a hundred times better than him. However, I said: no, I know that I will catch a lot of people with better family conditions than him, but I am afraid that if I leave him, I will never meet anyone who dotes on me like him again. Not afraid of suffering, not afraid of involvement, afraid of meeting people who don't cherish themselves.

After all, I married love and the man who promised to spoil me for life. We fall asleep in kisses and wake up in hugs every day. I don't have to cook, wash clothes or clean. He will take what I want to eat, accompany me to where I want to go, and say to the girl: I am his big baby, and the girl is a little baby. I will pinch my legs, wash my feet and cut my toenails in the middle of the night ... that's enough.

I am very grateful for my parents' upbringing and my husband's pity, but at any time, I know what I want and then work hard for it.

I am grateful to my parents for their upbringing, but I didn't give up my love because of my parents.

I rely on my husband's pity, and I am willing to travel thousands of miles for him, but if one day he doesn't love me, I can still live well.

I enjoy the girl's worship, but I won't put all my heart on her, because she is my child. I also need my own way of life.

I know what I want, and I will make the right choice at the right time. This is not selfishness, I think, this is self-love.

Only by loving yourself first and living a good life can others love me. Right?