Leave will be made up tomorrow.

It's hard to explain family matters.

The following may be off-putting and unnecessary...... I just ask you to allow me to take a day off.

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He never liked me, and for many years, no matter what he did, he would eventually think that I was at fault.

I have very few friends, I am withdrawn and lonely.

I remember bringing my best friend home to play when I was a child, but he didn't allow it, so I was ostracized by my friends.

I remember the countless nights in my childhood that I was scared to death, and I survived it alone, and then I got used to it, and even always felt how good I was alone.

When I got to elementary school, I brought my best friend home, and he reprimanded us in front of my friends. So friends don't want to be good anymore. Friends say he's horrible.

In junior high school, he said I was a monster and he slapped me in the face just because I didn't show him the essays I wrote. My classmates said I was a withdrawn child, a depressed guy.

In my essays, I won the admiration of my teachers and classmates by selling my sorrows.

But I have low self-esteem and don't know when it started, so much so that I feel like I've never walked with my head up. He told him how different I was from those bed bugs when I peeled this skin, and I always had low self-esteem.

I never had the courage to like that girl, and I couldn't afford it, I felt like I was just a sick guy. I'm afraid I'll be like him, and I'm not worthy of her love. I'm afraid I don't deserve to be loved by others in this life.

Maybe the girl in junior high school is the only one who has scolded me like that so far in my life (although I am not the only boy who has been scolded and cried by her. She said I was a hypocrisy, I didn't admit it at the time, I never provoked her, and she scolded me like that. Then I started to think she was right.

What I have learned from him over the years is to never admit my mistakes, even if I admit them verbally, but always feel that I am right.

When I'm happy, everything is good, I'm the most enlightened and wisest in the world, and when I'm not happy, you're what if I'm raised.

I never learned to resist from him, he said that if it was in the feudal era, he would have broken my leg and thrown it out, I would eat and drink his and use him, yes, what right am I to resist?

In high school, I felt like I was a thorn in his side, I couldn't meet his requirements, and I kept embarrassing him. I was glad that I survived until I graduated from high school, but I was afraid that my grades would be too bad and I would lie and forget the password to check the scores, and the scores would have to wait for the teacher's notification, and he would beat me dizzy.

Over the years, I swear that I have never been called a parent by a teacher because of a slight mistake in school, and every time I am a teacher, I am well-behaved and obedient and learn well, but I still do not meet his requirements.

He's a teacher, but now that he's done with his studies, how many times has he turned over my textbook? I can't remember, so little that I probably never did.

He always told outsiders that I had never bothered them with my studies, but the funny thing was that he was the first to be disappointed in me.

I was unemployed after graduation, I couldn't lift my head at all, it seemed that every cold look in his eyes made me feel like a man, and I thought back to the darkest days of high school, when he clearly told me that I had long been unpleasant.

Two months after graduation, I cooked at home for two months, my classmates worked, and I was still like a stranger under the fence, home? More than ten years ago, I died in my heart. I don't feel safe, I like to lock the door every night when I go to bed, I rarely go home during the college vacation, or I don't want to go home, there is nothing I dream about, and most of the holidays in my childhood are to go back to my grandmother's house.

A few days ago, I heard that a shrew, who was somewhat related, slandered my grandmother with those unrealistic rumors, and I was so angry that I almost cried, and I wanted to go back now and point at that woman and scold her for eight generations. But then I didn't, not even when I saw this woman a few days later, I consoled my cowardice with "in case this is also an untrue rumor", I greeted her with a smile, after all, she was also an elder, and I suddenly realized that I was really a complete hypocrite.

It seems that there is nothing that can make me a safe haven from the wind, probably the Internet café, the funny thing is that there are the best memories of my youth in those dirty and messy Internet cafes, remembering the days of playing Internet cafes with my brothers, very kind, but we can never go back.

I didn't meet his request at noon to-day, I didn't bring the meal to the table at twelve o'clock, and his questioning tone and fierce gaze made me embarrassed, I escaped from that house for the time being, but I must go back to-night. I am just a humble man who depends on others for food and drink, and of course I will forgive him in the end and compromise all this.

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I'm sorry, I'm not qualified to show pathos here, but I'm sorry everyone, I can't help the bitterness of the root of my tongue, please let me sort out my thoughts and calm down.