When people are middle-aged, they send a circle of friends that only they can see

When you are middle-aged, are you also posting a circle of friends that you can only see?

I have seen the sword, light and sword shadow of life, but I also know how to cherish it.

No matter how weeping I experienced last night, when I woke up in the morning and looked at the world that was still full of traffic, I told myself that if I live today, tomorrow will be better.

People reach middle age and have no friends.

When people reach middle age, friends become a scarce commodity.

Elementary school students, classmates, and colleagues at work are all classified as friends. The years we have traveled together have carried our growth and progress; we have also witnessed that under the tempering of reality, each other gradually faded away from impulsiveness and became mature and stable.

But as they got married and established their own businesses, the connection between friends gradually diminished, each with its own family, and each family had their own scriptures that were difficult to read. Some things can't be said if you want to, and some things can't be done if you want to.

Some of the friends who stood on the same starting line at the beginning were successful in "getting out of the circle", with fame, status, and money; , hit the wall everywhere; more people, married with a similar person, lived a similar life, and lived a life full of feathers.

People are good-faced, especially among people they know each other. The last thing I want is for them to see their embarrassing and helpless side. Even if a friend wants to reach out to help, how can he open his mouth?

Even if your old friends are rarely together because of your unhappiness, after you have suffered a lot, who doesn't give a few words of comfort? Those sets of words are very reasonable, you know it well, why waste everyone's time?

When a person reaches middle age, who is not struggling hard in his "one acre and one third of the land" in order to maintain the surface gloss.

Instead of letting trusted friends work for you in vain, it is better to post a circle of friends that only you can see, and let go of all your dissatisfaction and grievances. It is a wise choice to use the few gatherings to share joy and emotion.

When you get older, unhappy things come and go quickly. What's more, when you have to go to work tomorrow, have to do housework, and face all the things that you need to devote yourself to in the past, how can you indulge your anger and hypocrisy?

In middle age, loneliness is the norm.

When people reach middle age, love becomes a luxury.

Lovers are the most familiar strangers, husband and wife during the day and neighbors at night. It's not that I don't love anymore, but that in the siege of marriage, men and women have to take their own responsibilities so that the family can continue to operate.

Thinking of the time of love, a carefree man will also remember to celebrate a woman's birthday, buy her favorite supper, and even carefully wash her hair, tickle her, and have endless things to say every day.

If it is said that a woman in love is a treasure held in the palm of a man's hand, but after marriage, everything changes quietly. Whether it is a full-time wife or an elite in the workplace, they must know how to wash their hands and make soup for their husbands. Doing housework and raising children seem to be innate skills, and they will not get tired.

The intrigue in the workplace and the haggard energy of housework seem to be not worth mentioning. Women are inherently weak, and mothers are strong. Whether it is praise or hard support, they can only be tasted by themselves.

The suffering of men cannot be easily revealed. As the "pillar" of the family, the backbone of the family, if he shows decadence, negativity and tiredness at every turn, it will freeze the atmosphere of the family and make all those who want to rely on him tremble with fear.

Every time I look at the familiar figure of my lover, I want to go there and give her a big hug, but I can only get to this point. If two people are too busy to get effective help from each other, in exchange for only deeper disappointment, the sense of loneliness will be multiplied, and they will feel that they have a fake marriage, and they are still helpless.

Therefore, learn to talk to yourself, learn to enjoy loneliness, record your own emotions and sorrows in your circle of friends, and witness your own ups and downs in life. The circle of friends that only you can see is a "secret garden".

When people reach middle age, they are their backers.

When a person reaches middle age, there is no one who can ferry people, only oneself can ferry oneself.

Your parents are dying and you are lucky if you don't need to take care of them. Not to mention the child, you can only watch the backs he left you drifting away one by one, and tell yourself not to chase, but to let go.

It seems that after living for most of our lives, we can finally say "goodbye" to the self who has been living for others. But how to be yourself is really a new topic.

I am used to leaving time for work and family, but I only forget to love myself. Looking at the fat figure in the mirror and the white hair that jumped out, I finally understand that we have never spared the years, and the years have not spared us.

Life is trivial day after day. Days are dull year after year.

In this way, I live peacefully and steadily, and in the endless busyness, I still carry the yearning and longing for beauty, which has become the simplest and most realistic wish.

For the rest of your life, no matter how busy you are, you have to make time to please yourself.

Maybe on the way to get off work, when I saw a bouquet with dewdrops, I took a little bit of the money from the grocery shopping, bought a few flowers, found a glass jar, and put it in a glass jar, and then I had a romance.

Maybe give up taking a nap and doze off while basking in the sun.

Maybe after everyone in the family is fast asleep, I wake up quietly, read my favorite book, write the text I want to write, and regain my dream of being a writer.

What kind of person do you want to be, there are still plenty of opportunities. As long as you are willing to force yourself and continue to toss yourself, one day, you will reach the other side of your dream.

When we reach middle age, we all have to live as our own backers.

Learn to hide the cowardly, timid, and helpless self, and reshape a sunny, motivated, optimistic, and strong self in the private circle of friends, just like a mirror, always reminding us to Dress up, dress up and go out!

Maybe, when we get old, and look back at the monologues of those alone, we will feel sorry for ourselves at that time. But more of it is joy and praise, thanking myself for never giving up, and finally living a happy life.