My friend's daughter, who I also watched grow up, gave me a New Year's greeting a few days ago and told the embarrassing story of what happened between her and her mother, as follows: On the first day of the Chinese New Year in 2021, I am pregnant with six

A friend's daughter, who I also grew up watching, gave me a New Year's greeting a few days ago and told the embarrassing story of what happened between her and her mother, as follows:

On the first day of the Chinese New Year in 2021, I was more than six months pregnant, my stomach was tight like a sharp pain, and I rushed to the hospital, unfortunately, the child died prematurely, lost the child, and the blow to me was indescribable. However, a bigger war awaits me.

Without a child, but sitting confinement, all the pain after the operation came one after another, adding to the pain in the heart. Milk did not hesitate to come, that kind of embarrassment, frustration, helplessness, the hardship of pregnancy in October, wave after wave, life was a mess...

In this situation, the hometown is called "empty confinement". Most of them are mothers who come to take care of their daughters.

After experiencing the pain of life and death, I also urgently look forward to seeing my mother as soon as possible. Pray for my mother to give me comfort, care, care. However, things are far from what I thought they were.

My parents are retired and live a laid-back life, dancing, singing, drumming, skating, and participating in various recreational activities on weekdays.

Maybe I disturbed their peaceful and comfortable lives, from my mom to the arrival, whether cooking, washing, or showing absent-mindedness. The mobile phone does not leave the hand, one moment to send voice, one moment to engage in video, all to participate in this performance, the content of the competition. And energetic and enthusiastic. For me, it is a different scene, lukewarm, dispensable, I am not happy in my heart, am I not your own child?

On my mother's expressionless face, I read out the indifference to me. My heart was deeply stung, and I now understand why many people suffer from postpartum depression.

The days are in this torment of heartache and physical pain, day after day. Until one day, a box of bananas distributed by the unit became the fuse of the war between me and my mother.

On that day, my husband's unit sent a box of bananas, and when my father-in-law came to see me, I took a large part of it to my mother-in-law, and my mother was furious about it, angry that I didn't send some to my father. Seriously, just a few bananas, my dad was far away, and I really didn't think of my dad, so I didn't care about my mom's emotions. My mother chattered, for a moment said that I was not good, that was not right, seeing that my father-in-law was more dear than my father, in short, I did not get away with her heart, a meal down, so upset, I put the unhappiness of the whole month, like a volcano erupted, I was like a roaring lion, yelling, speechless, completely lost my mind...

After crying, crazy, venting, I was like a deflated leather ball, weak and powerless. My mother looked at me in shock, tearful eyes, did not say a word, turned, carried the bag, left...

I calmed down, but I was very regretful and annoyed.

People often say that the feud between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law often occurs, but I experience it in my mother.

Could it be that I misunderstood my mom?

A whole year has passed, we still don't care about anyone, my dad doesn't pay attention to me, I didn't apologize to my mom, this matter, nestled in my heart for a year, every time I think about it, I am still very sad, not spit unhappy. Speak out today, please help everyone, what should I do next? [Tears]

(Friends mother-daughter story!) )