It's not that it's changed, it's just shedding. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's the metamorphosis that changes.

Transformation is to break through from the inside to the outside, not to wait for the power to break through the outside to save the inside.

It's not that I don't know, but I've been stunned for so long, and I still repeat the mistakes of the past.

The sky has flown over, the wings have been broken, the abyss has sunk, and everything has to start all over again.

Although the beginning of a fresh start is not the original beginning, I still don't like to start over. Like, I play a game, and I beat the machine in 100 levels, but when I hit the 90 level, I have to start again from the first level because the game console is broken. I didn't like it at all.

However, after feeling the ups and downs of the waves, I started to reflect on it, is it really that bad to start over?

When you start over and encounter troubles that you didn't have to encounter before, you will feel the smell of complaining in your heart, complaining about why you made that choice in the first place. It seems that as long as I hadn't made that choice, I wouldn't have the trouble I am in now.

That's the aftermath of starting over. It is easy to compare with the past, and once there is a disadvantage in the comparison, then all kinds of negative energy will fill your surroundings like air. Every breath and breath is an averse existence.

Where there is comparison, there is naturally good and bad. In that case, why do you always stop at the bad side and not leave the smile on the good side?

Everything in the world is relative. Not every restart is good, and not every restart is bad. Whether it is good or bad, it is always your own heart that has the final say.

Starting over, that means giving up something. Of course, there will be something to be gained. What you lose and what you gain compares to what you have gained is more important than what you have received, which means how good or bad this restart is in your heart.

Actually, why bother starting over?

You know, the protagonist who starts over is the point.

Using the example of playing games, if the protagonist is really bad at playing games and doesn't think about how to break through the level, even if he plays the game to 90 levels and doesn't encounter the game console breakdown, it doesn't mean that he can play 100 levels. And if the protagonist is a powerful person, even if he hits the game to the ninety-ninth level and encounters a broken game console, he can still calmly start again from the first level and blow up the machine.

There are two possibilities for starting over.

One is where the protagonist dominates the environment. The other is that the protagonist is dominated by the environment.

To be the protagonist of the dominant environment, then you must be strong inside!

Looking at myself, I feel that I still have a long, long way to go to become a strong protagonist in my heart.

But so what? At least I don't shy away from starting over, I'm slowly looking away. Yourself, or being yourself.

Re-wash the "sin" in your heart, re-transform the "shell" of your soul, and save the "soul" of your soul again.

Re-metamorphose, re-encounter me.

But......

Why be yourself?

Can being yourself really bring back happiness?

Why does every decision you want to make feel like you're risking the world's condemnation?

Can you really be yourself?

If the answer is never answered, then how can I deceive myself that I am being myself?

What is the real self? is it the original appearance, or is it the regenerated appearance after some polishing?

If I don't even know what my true self is, then what am I doing?

I made a decision that I wanted to make, and I felt like I was being myself. But that decision, in the minds of those who have the right to speak, is wrong. And, it means that I am disobedient, that is, I am not being myself.

If I change the decision I wanted to make according to the opinion expressed by the person who has the right to speak, then in the mind of the person who has the right to speak, I am obedient, that is, I am being myself. However, my heart was unhappy, I felt like I couldn't help myself, I didn't feel like I was being myself.

So, which is my true self?

Do what you want in your heart, no matter what others think? Or do you always live in the rules and obedience?

If I don't have a standard, how do I measure who I really are?

I think so, is that?

If others think it's not, then it's not?

Why be so attached to being yourself? Actually, to put it simply, wouldn't it be nice to live like the walking dead or a machine? There's no joy, there's no pain, there's not much feeling, but it's still alive. Why think too much every day, can't finish it, can't think through it?

I used to think that when I was a child, I was the truest and truest version of myself. Sitting at the door, watching the rain flow down from the roof, watching quietly, you can watch all afternoon without being bored. Perhaps, I can look at the firewood fire, watch it quietly, see the distraction, see the water boiling, but I think that the water is opening and disturbing me to see the fire. Perhaps, you can look at the vegetables or flowers you have planted, watch quietly, and look at the same for an hour or two, and you will not feel bored. I think this is the most natural and natural version of myself, in that quiet, I will have a good and special pleasure in my heart, and also, special peace of mind.

However, in the eyes of my family, it turned out that my silence seemed like the behavior of a fool. I also took it as a joke and told me not to tell it to others, so as not to be laughed at by others. Actually, am I really stupid like that? Am I funny?

Watching them laugh, I felt like my heart was hollowed out...... Even though I laughed along......

If in their hearts, I am not my true self, then what kind of me is my true self?

Listening to them and doing what they agree with should be what they think, and I am being my true self.

Besides, why do you have to be so obsessed with being yourself? Besides, you don't even know what your true self is, what else do you do?

Forget yourself, maybe live a little happier......

I am not me, I am a gust of wind, I am a rain, I am a touch of sunshine, I am the air that I can see......

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