Let me tell you an astonishing truth: many low-level parents are actually raising a bunch of slaves.
When they gave birth to you, they thought about how to use you, and gave birth to a few more in case they were old and no one would support them.
They are afraid that you will run away, so they will try their best to control you and make you inseparable from them.
You are suffering every day, but you can't get rid of the control of your parents and want to change your fate.
To put it simply, to be spiritually liberated.
Spend all your time and energy to earn money and change your destiny.
To make a fortune at the bottom is to sell out to the poor class.
The root of your suffering is that your spirit is locked up, and you can't escape the shackles of culture.
But you don't want to be manipulated, so you struggle every day.
I used to be like this, but then I understood the truth and began to be free.
Parents have limited vision, and they lose in social competition.
I can't change myself, so I pin my hope on you.
Only by completely liberating oneself can one change one's fate.
So many people are miserable and sad, all because of a bunch of followers cultivated by their parents.
Their parents did not let them be independent, and they had to continue to repeat the mistakes of the previous generation.
Pain is passed down from generation to generation, just like the genes that inherit poverty.
Your parents oppress you with cultural traditions, make you feel ashamed, listen to them, otherwise it will be a big rebellion.
When I was a child, I was bound by school dogma, and I had no ability to support myself, so I could only obey my parents.
For the vast majority of people, the ceiling is their parents.
The counterattack of the poor at the bottom is a betrayal of that class.
If you want to live comfortably, you can't be manipulated, whether it's your parents or friends.
We always live for others, and it's all nonsense.
You are cut leeks in exchange for only a sentence "You are a good person".
Are you really willing?
Is this fair to you?
I've been emasculating my mind, like a walking corpse, busy day by day, and I don't know what I'm busy with.
If you can't find the meaning of life, why not make yourself happy?
Who drags your thighs and doesn't make you happy?
I say, it's you.
You open your mind, and the world is full of happy playgrounds.
I've long kicked those filial and sensible trash words out of my head.
Nothing but pain for me.
Your life, you are in charge.
Everyone else is a stumbling block.
If you want, you can exchange it for money.
You have the right to pursue.
Don't let anyone stop you from pursuing and making you happy.