Today, I am writing the manuscript as before, and I feel very good, and I feel that I must be able to write a very wonderful plot, but something happened at home that made me completely exhausted.

I am in my thirties, I have been divorced for more than ten years, during which I have experienced major life changes, life has hit me again and again, many times I think I can't survive, and even for a period of time in the past two years, I have washed my face with tears every night, and I have had countless thoughts of ending this life.

I survived, perhaps because there was a belief that supported me to grit my teeth and persist in trying to live.

But in recent times, this belief that has supported me has gradually been shattered, until I can't see any hope, and just now, I feel that the road ahead is gray, and my life is probably like this.

I don't know why I'm the way I am.

From being high-spirited to living numbly.

It's as if life has no meaning.

Perhaps, the broken marriage after that encounter in 09 became a turning point in my life.

At the age of 21, in the grade where he was supposed to be still exploring and enjoying life, he pushed himself into the bottomless abyss.

At the age of 22, my baby was born.

Although I always felt overwhelmed at that time, I was always accompanied by my wife and children, and I felt that life could be even if it was hard and tiring.

However, life does not give you peace just because you are willingly dull, it is like you dreaming, never knowing how bizarre and tortuous the dream will be.

At the age of 24, my wife and I ended our short-lived marriage – and although we hadn't had time to get a marriage license, we had already come to the end of our marriage.

It was the first breakdown of my life, a real crash.

Fortunately and unfortunately, the night will eventually dawn, but whether it will be sunny or stormy after the dawn can only be known through personal experience.

The rain after dawn was colder than night.

Looking back on my life, it seems that there is nothing to show off, the only belief is still crumbling, I don't know why life is so cruel, desperately destroying me.

I don't know what I'm talking about, I don't know where to vent my aggrieved suffrage, and I don't want anyone I know to see these things.

I'm an author of cool articles, but after this return, what I wrote was not at all cool, and even the editor said that what I wrote was not like before.

My own life is gloomy, I am under tremendous pressure every day, my heart is numb to the extreme, how can I write well?

I don't want to reveal anything after today's incident, maybe I should think about whether to give up or persevere.

Not just writing, but other aspects of life as well.

Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid.

I just want to calm down and think about where I should go.

Finally, thank you, thank you for all of you who have been with me in my writing, whether it is the beginning of Supermoney Empire or the readers of this book.

Wish...... I'll be able to update you tomorrow with this book.