After my lover left, my grief has been nowhere to tell, and I want to record my own mental journey with micro-headlines, but I find that in these hundred days and nights, all the grief is pressed

After the lover left, the sad mood has nowhere to tell, and I want to record my mental journey with micro-headlines, but I found that in these hundred days and nights, all the grief was pressed in the heart, and it could not be said at all, and when people were extremely sad, they could not be described in words, so I chose silence. This year's Spring Festival, I chose to live alone, let all my relatives, no matter what, did not say anything to move me. I made six dishes, put on his picture, dishes and glasses, and talked to him, and after a Chinese New Year's Eve. The mood at that time could not be described in words, only I knew it. Is it greed? Is it nostalgia? Do you want your lover to give me some warmth? In fact, all of this is my vulnerability alone! Where did the strength of youth go? When I was in my second year of college, my mother left us due to illness, when my younger siblings were very young, I was not vulnerable, but bravely took on the responsibility of taking care of them, from the day I got married, my younger siblings lived in my house until they graduated, worked, and got married. Think about me at that time, how strong I was, I couldn't take care of sadness, I just wanted to take care of this family. After going through many, many things, won't people get stronger and stronger? We all know that life is impermanent, and what kind of tribulations must be survived, but this time it is too hard and helpless.