1. As a mother, I feel like a failure, being childish to cry, angry to collapse and suspicious of life! I was hurt and healed, and I was so angry that I lived and died.

2. I was angry and cried by my baby tonight, and then I really wanted to run away from home because of my grievances.

3. Sometimes I collapse in an instant, and I am so childish that I am crazy and helpless. I am defeated by the piece of meat that fell off my body without being defeated by life. Educating my children really makes me exhausted.

4. Sometimes it collapses in an instant, being childish to madness, collapsing, and finally getting it? Self-healing Is it too difficult? I can't hold on any longer, so tired, so tired, so tired.

5. Every beautiful day begins with being childish and crazy by a bear. From morning till night, every second belongs to you. My heart is tired, my body is tired, and I am tired of all kinds.

6. I often feel that I am a failure, so that even my children are not well educated and are childish enough to cry.

7. Life lies in tossing. A good day begins with being childish and crazy by a bear. Every minute you want to explode in place, you are always tempted on the edge of collapse.

8. Being childish makes you want to cry, so angry that you collapse, so angry that you are depressed, so angry that you want to escape. If you can be an irresponsible mother, you really want to leave.

9. I often feel that I have failed to take good care of my children, and I am so childish that I cry, so angry that I collapse, so angry that I am depressed. It is frustrating and helpless to think about my devotion to them.

1. How many people vent their anger on their children and then severely blame themselves? There is too much helplessness, only they know, in short, endless sadness.

11. I deeply realized that I was childish and crazy, and I exploded in the same place in minutes. I was so angry that my skull ached, my voice was hoarse and my blood pressure soared.

12. The long road of education is too difficult. Every day, I am mad, collapsed and helpless. I am not defeated by life, but I am defeated by a piece of meat that falls from my body.

13. As a mother, I feel so defeated that I want to cry, collapse, depression and death. If I can be an irresponsible mother, I really want to leave.