Today, I came back from Weifang with my children after shooting a video. On the way back, I thought of the intrigues and the mess at home, and my mood became extremely bad. I listened to a song for a while, and I was moved to tears when I heard the pain of a man. It was too painful, and there was no one to talk to. Last night, the couple went out to visit the antique city. In fact, she wanted to go. Our relationship has become more and more abnormal. We didn’t even hold hands once the whole night. It’s not that I didn’t want to, it was her. When we returned to the hotel at night, she didn’t even let me touch her. The touch here means literally, and has nothing to do with sex. Our relationship is irreversible. Looking back on all these years, I have the impression that our relationship has never been normal. To this day, the two of us can no longer communicate and exchange even a punctuation mark normally. This woman’s logic has been completely distorted, and she can’t think and communicate like normal humans. For so many years, every time there is a festival, there are always various reasons to avoid the family going back to their hometown to celebrate the festival, whether it is Mid-Autumn Festival or Spring Festival. As a son, I am unfilial. I feel painful when I think of the old man’s mood.  Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and it is highly likely that my family will not be able to go home. This psychopath. Marrying her is the most wrong decision I have ever made in my life. I was blinded by my one-sided love. I loved her, so I was blinded and thought she was perfect. Now I realize that she is not as beautiful as I imagined in my mind. This woman is just trash. I don’t know what sins she committed in her previous life to become this trash in this life? I want to have a good talk with her again and again, but reality slaps me in the face again and again. Her brain circuits are completely incomprehensible to a normal person like me, and there is no effective communication at all. This is a freak. I am in pain 😖 I hope there is someone I can talk to. That person will definitely not be her. Of course, that person does not exist. When I am depressed, I want to find someone to drink and talk. That person is definitely not her. That person does not exist. And even drinking alone is almost impossible for me. No time. Take today for example, I need to pick up my eldest daughter from evening self-study tonight. I don’t have time at other times either.  Going to work, going home. Busy. At night, the child has to make up for the missed homework. Because the child did the homework incorrectly and kept procrastinating, my wife started to scold the child very loudly. I couldn’t stand it anymore and quarreled with her. I can’t remember how many times this happened in this family. I don’t care about the pain, I am really worried that the child will have some psychological problems.