Super Dimensional Injustice Exchange Group

He always made me angry in the past, but it was not intentional, so I just tolerated it.

He said that when he pointed at my nose and scolded me, he must have owed me something. But he didn't understand that he actually owed me something.

Just because I have a crush on her, it doesn't mean I can always tolerate her.

In fact, that good impression disappeared without a trace when he disgusted me by playing games for the first time. Later, I was still as enthusiastic towards her as before, just because I treated her as a friend.

But if I tell this to others, everyone who knows me and is close to me will be broken down.

Because I had no feelings for her at all. But she was still harmed to death by him.

I definitely can’t understand it. So I have always avoided talking about this kind of thing.

The reason why I have always been enthusiastic towards her is that if her attitude suddenly becomes cold due to something, it would be very hard to bear. Try the way he treats me yourself, can you bear it? If you can bear it, can you send so many friend requests?

Since we met, he has been making me angry all the time. There is no happy day for me. Every time I look at a photo of him, I feel that I am sulking.

In a relationship, one person can’t just sit there like a fool. Both parties need to take the initiative and do something for each other. So I hope he will take the initiative to talk to me.

But you asked me if I wanted to get closer to him.

Nor is it.

I don't want to say that it's up to you to watch that kind of thing. But if I say that, how would he feel?

I have no idea of ​​my interest in him? I just feel pity for her?

I can only say that I am worried about our relationship. But I actually hope that he deletes me because he is tired of playing.

But if I say this, what will he think? Then I can only say that I just want to confirm whether I have a place in his heart.

In fact, feelings cannot stand the test. It's like I don't know what I have done, but I still want to chase after you even if I leave the group.

But I still can't help but say it. Because if I don't say anything or explain, it will affect the relationship and create a trace of resentment in this relationship. Many times, it's not that if you don't reply to messages, there will be no pressure. Just existing there will cause pressure.

Do you think I am being too much when I say "see if I have any status"? But in fact, I didn't refuse to reply to someone's message because they made me unable to sleep, nor did I point fingers at them and say, "I have no intention of understanding your interests at all." So I would rather be a bad person.

Moreover, if friends haven't seen each other for a long time, the relationship will indeed become more and more distant. For example, I knew a friend who I quit the Internet for a month. When I saw him again half a year later, he didn't remember me at all. He didn't know that I told him to look at my legs every day in the group and played house with me.

Friends are not bound to each other by the name of friends and family. I did the same thing at that time. I pulled others into a private group, thinking that friends would stay together forever. But in fact, the relationship between us became more and more distant. I still remember many people I met at that time. Yuyin, Qiantong. To be honest, I am not worried about myself. I am worried that he will regret it. He will only reminisce after others leave. It will be uncomfortable in the middle of the night.

When I was in middle school, I also felt that I couldn't accept other people having Nan Tong, but later I missed that person. It's not that he really wanted to do anything to me. It's just that the way he spoke was different.

For example, everyone knows that I like "JOJO", but no one knows why I like it. At that time, I had a friend named Wujiu who was playing 300 and he liked it very much. Later, I saw that he had a QQ membership, and I wanted him to help me download a game, but he refused to lend his QQ. I was very angry at the time and felt that he was not a good friend. Later, when I grew up, I found that everyone has their own painful things.

I really regret it now, and I want to go back to the time when I was disgusted by those two scumbag teachers. I didn't do anything wrong before that.

Just because you treat someone as a friend doesn't mean you can make them tolerate your temper or do things they don't want to do. Even brothers have to settle accounts.

I don't like to preach openly, because many people will turn a deaf ear to it. I once met a person who I had been helping all the time, but he thought I was self-righteous. Later, he suffered. So after that, I hated to preach openly. Honest words are unpleasant to the ear.

Actually, I don't tell him everything. For example, when he argues in the group, I feel unhappy, but I won't pop up and teach him what to do. I only do my own job. I lecture him because he will get burned by his actions. I will only talk about such things.

Later, I continued to feel uncomfortable, but life had to go on. There was nothing extra to talk about, so I asked him to come home in the afternoon and tell me before going to bed at night.

No matter how hard, tired, or uncomfortable you are, you won't show it. That's how life is. My family must have concealed some bad news from me when I was a child.

He would feel very annoyed, but he forgot who was the one who came home late and was tired and got angry with me, forgot to tell me that he would be back at 2 o'clock because of field work, and forgot how he ignored me at that time.

Just say that you will always remember me, but instead of replying to my message, it would be more refreshing to change your profile picture.

He played games at night and went to sleep, leaving me alone for a few nights.

That's how it always is when relationships are at their best. Disappointments build up gradually.

I was always disappointed when I was with him. But I didn't say much. Not because I wanted to get something from him. Just because I treated her as a friend.

I don't want to consider someone not a friend just because he doesn't have anything I gain from him.

Later when I was chatting with him again, I asked him why he didn't use habit words and emoticons anymore, and he said private chatting was tiring.

I just said it without thinking. I just know that private chatting is tiring, but I don’t know why it is tiring. I don’t even know why I should chat with him and only chat with him privately.

The reason I chatted with him privately was because he said he was busy with work and didn't want to check the group chat.

The second reason is that I was so angry with him that I quit all the groups. If I return to the group, can I bring up what he did before and tell others about it in front of him?

The third reason is that I don’t want to be tagged and continue to vent my anger in front of a group of people.

I didn't say anything about it to save her face. She just turned around and said good night and sorry, without noticing that I was in a bad mood at the time.

He said he was very tired, but he didn't know I was tired too. Because she was on my QQ list, I wouldn't log in to QQ, which was embarrassing. I just thought that when he replied to the message, I should go online and say it.

I feel very disappointed.

I was so angry that I lay in bed for two days. I looked back and saw that he had created an avatar that looked very similar to the person I knew before, so I was scared and deleted him. It was the same thing that made me angry for two days, and when I went online, I saw something I didn't want to see.

Three years have passed, and he has brought back the memory of that time. It scares me so much that I feel like I'm going to die.

I had stomachache every day and ate a bowl of thin porridge every night. My dad must have had this impression. My stomach was almost healed, but I suddenly wanted to eat porridge. I felt like I was going to die.

At that time, I lost a lot of interest and didn't want to take the elevator because he was an elevator operator. My father must have remembered that when he and I went out to get our ID cards, I took the stairs.

My interests and human emotions are gradually disappearing. I used to love playing games, but now I can’t even play games. I’m becoming more and more afraid of people. I feel upset when I hear people’s voices. I keep a distance from people. Later, I looked for suicide insurance. I planned to hold on for a few years and leave some money for my family. So my pen name at the time was to earn enough 200,000 yuan to die. I planned to write a book and save money for my family, plus life insurance. I can’t say that I can completely make up for the kindness of my family in raising me. But at least I can make up for it a little bit.

I felt like I was really going to die, so I said goodbye to everyone I knew. I didn't want them to be sad when they heard about me again. They thought I was going to do something stupid. In the end, it was indeed a stupid thing.

After nearly ten days of recovery, I took the initiative to look for him, because I really thought he would be sad, so I did something stupid. My life was further compressed.

I don’t have the habit of actively adding friends. It took me a long time to overcome some psychological trauma and add him.

My idol in my youth was Shirou Emiya. I even wrote a novel for Shirou Emiya at that time. It was my first time to write an online novel. I wanted to be like him and not give up on either side. I didn't want to be like Kiritsugu Emiya, who gave up a few people for the sake of the majority. But in fact, I didn't have the strength of Emiya, so I couldn't keep one side even if I wanted to.

Then after adding him, he started to act arrogantly in front of me. Just like every time I apologized before, he would continue to be rude to me. But I would still apologize because I need to consider his feelings. I just don't want to see others sad.

So I apologized sincerely and told him about the things I didn't want to face in my past stay in the mental hospital, and then he imitated that person and did it on purpose.

What I said was that I didn't want misunderstandings to hinder our relationship. I actually just wanted her to not be so sad and let her know that it was not her own fault that made her disliked.

I told him that I didn't want to see those things not because I hated him, but because I was afraid.

I won't be angry with him for what he did, because he didn't do it on purpose this time.

I know that if I go back, I will be treated with such arrogance and disdain, just like I apologized first before, and I will be taken advantage of. I know that if I leave him alone like I did before, he will realize his mistake. But I don't really want to be like that.

I am very clear-headed now, I know a lot of things, and I understand a lot of things. It's because I have suffered a lot and have been in guilt. So I don't want the people I know to suffer anymore, so I went to find him after I had calmed down.

Although I know it's better to let it hang for a while, but I don't like to do that to people.

I still believe that even if you haven't suffered, you can still understand something.

I told him that what he did made me lie in bed with stomach pain for more than ten days. I also said that the previous man's behavior almost killed me and put me in a mental hospital.

Then he deliberately imitated me and said that we were no longer a family.

He said her space was open to her family. Now it is not open to me.

I was just disappointed, and I just wanted to say thank you for treating me as a family member. I also treated him as a family member and took care of his feelings, so when he mentioned his mother, I actually asked her how she was doing.

People are like mirrors. How you treat others is how others treat you. Don't blame others for what you have done.

But I have always been unwilling to use the same method against him that he used against me.

It's like he said we are no longer family, and he keeps putting on airs with each other. If we are no longer friends just because of that incident, then it should still be the same. When he scolded me for the first time, I should have been like him and not considered him a friend. Instead of being like he did afterwards, he always disgusted me and made me angry, and I always apologized and took the blame on myself. If deleting a friend once does not count as family, then is there any need for this family to exist?

If we had really played the game the way he did, we wouldn't know how many times we would have broken up with him.

Because I know that it is very uncomfortable to be treated like that. So I don't want to do it to others. I don't want to do it to him.

The worse he treats me, the better I will treat him.

It's not that I have feelings for him or want to get something from him. I just believe that human nature is not that bad. People can gradually become better.

As for asking me to look into life insurance, I don't blame him because he didn't mean it.

But it doesn't mean that if it's not intentional, then nothing will happen. Just like if a thief breaks into a house and takes poison and dies, the owner of the house will have to pay compensation. Not to mention that in his case, it's considered manslaughter.

But I really don't blame him. I plan to do these things myself in a few years. I didn't tell anyone how he killed me. I just told Benzi that I'm very sick now and tortured by the shadows of my previous relationships.

When I added him later, he kept acting arrogantly and giving me the cold shoulder, deliberately doing things I had told him were my weaknesses to provoke me.

I was very heartbroken and went to get oxygen three times. I had to tell Benzi every time. I really felt that I was about to die. I was still worried about the money I owed him, but I didn't tell him how angry I was.

Although I told my dad that it was because of the medicine I took, I used more oxygen even after I didn't take the medicine.

Even so, I was still very patient. I would lie in bed every day, eat porridge at night, and leave him a message. I would get up in the middle of the night to write a letter, write some words against my will to tell him that he was still loved by someone. Tell him what was good about him. In fact, I could hardly find the good part of him to me even if I racked my brains. But I still tried. Then I planned to spend 30 days with him, and then quit the Internet, write books alone, and earn money for my family. I wanted to tell him that I made friends with you not because of your women's clothes, but because I liked you as a person. You look pretty no matter how you dress, although the truth is that you always make me angry. I won't get angry when I see the photo. So in fact, I have always been reluctant to put photos on other people's impressions. For example, my roommate had a beautiful photo of women's clothes, which was given to me by someone else. I just took a look at it and didn't save it. It was not my initiative to ask for it. I still treated my roommate as I should. I wanted to tell him that no matter what kind of person he really is, I would not despise him, even if he was a big guy who picked his feet behind his back. It's not that I think he is a big guy who picked his feet, I just said I don't mind. I will accept all his interests. Tell him that I am not scared away by his interests. Just like what I said, even if I go to breathe oxygen a few times, if he doesn't take out the same thing, I will accept it. But no matter what, there are people who are looking forward to him and love him. If he thinks he is perverted, think about it, there are people who are more perverted than him. There are more ways to play.

Although I don’t really have that idea myself.

The more angry he makes me, the more I want to write some self-touching words, trying to forgive him or something.

Because if I don't move myself, who will break my defense? It's definitely not me.

Although I know deep down that he is an idiot, it is very hurtful to say it directly.

I only said that he is special, but I didn't say that "specially" means that he is particularly able to make people angry.

I told him that I didn't want to go on living with resentment towards him, but what I didn't say was that at least with the people I knew before I had happy memories worth cherishing, but with him there was nothing.

At least I have cried, laughed and been sad with the people I knew before.

It's completely tiring to be with him.

I told him that I didn't want to hate him and fill the void with other emotions, but the truth is that he used the past events to stimulate me and caused me to lose all interest.

If you really like him so much, why don't you have even a good memory of him? I don't want to see him and have thoughts of committing suicide. So I racked my brains to pick out only a few good memories.

When I dream about other people, I always feel lonely, but when I dream about him, I feel pure.

In many cases I don’t like to point fingers at people and scold them, but rather get along with them as usual, and I will also consider telling others that you also have your strengths.

Except for one idiot who sold resources, he couldn't even read the resources together, and he didn't know that others bought resources from him just for convenience. He was not a liar, but even more stupid than a liar. That's when I scolded him seriously.

Many people I know have different interests and personalities, but we can't say we are not friends. For example, I have always liked cats, and I have a friend who abuses cats, but I won't look at him for it. I won't impose my own preferences on others, because I am prepared to live my life alone.

I told him I love you more than life because I was dying.

I said, after losing you, I seem to have lost the whole world, because I have no attachment to this world at all.

I said you are a treasure, but actually a treasure is something like a crystal skull that may bring bad luck.

I said I deleted all your photos, but actually I never saved them in the first place.

Many times, if you cover up half of the words, the meaning will change drastically.

And most of the time, I don't want to burst this fantasy.

So I was really struggling with whether I should write the whole story out, bursting everyone's fantasy and making everyone really think that I missed a very good person.

I told him that I love him, but actually, I love the world. So I won't be stingy with such words. As long as they make others feel better. I actually said it to my roommate and a few friends I know, but I had no feelings for them at that time. I also said it to Dizi, who I am not familiar with. But if I really like someone, I will delete them. I just want to live a peaceful life.

Before, I also liked this world very much.

I don't feel lonely at all, and I don't need happiness or salvation. I just do my own thing.

Because I know that my psychological problems are the most serious, I will comfort others. I don't expect others to help me. I just don't want others to repeat the same mistakes.

So the worse he treats me, the better I treat him.

I told him that I was the wronged one because I lost him by accident.

But in fact, the adjective "injustice" is used to describe an unprovoked disaster.

The plan was still disrupted by him. The nicer I was to him, the more he would hurt me. He provoked me again and again, and finally he took out something that scared me so much that I lay there for more than ten days and almost died.

I was completely disheartened. I gave him the letter I had written and then quit QQ.

I didn't choose suicide because I was discouraged, nor because what I did was meaningless. It was because he deliberately used the past to stimulate me. The shadow of the past and the shadow of the present tortured me together.

I told him how I almost died when I was admitted to the mental hospital, and the three weak points of the hospital. I told him how he made me so angry that I almost died of stomach pain, and the weak points that kept me bedridden for more than ten days.

Then he poked five of the four weak spots.

Even when insulting someone, I never reveal their shortcomings.

If it's one or two, it's not intentional.

He might say that he didn't mean to do it and it was just a coincidence, but if it wasn't intentional, he wouldn't have deliberately found out the exact same ones in the end.

If it wasn't intentional and was just a coincidence, he could have just not replied to my message instead of saying it deliberately to disgust me.

He might say, I didn't say such things, I always said it clearly. It's impossible to say that I only remember my taboos and can't see the consequences clearly.

This is murder.

Mental damage is more difficult to heal than physical damage.