I treated myself according to psychology books, and what I got was called "social phobia", also called "civilization phobia". Once it worsens, it becomes "depression." Only love can heal. I think of m

I treated myself according to psychology books, and what I got was called "social phobia", also called "civilization phobia". Once it worsens, it becomes "depression." Only love can heal. I think of my mother's love for me. Only my mother will always love me in this world. I think like this every day, and my mental illness has not worsened. This year, my mother called me to tell me that our production team was expropriating land to build a train station for the Zhengzhou-Wanzhou high-speed railway. My daughter, my elder brother, and I all have registered residence in the village and own land. When the village acquired land, they were only given 22,000 yuan per acre, which was unfair. The captain posted a notice asking each family to send a rights protection representative to file a complaint with the government and fight for their own interests. The eldest brother also went out to work, so my mother could only be the representative of our family. My mother told me that she followed the rights protection team to the town government, county government, and city government. Everywhere I went, I was pushed and pushed by the young people trying to maintain stability. In the rights protection team, the captain is 60 years old and the youngest in the team. Four ribs were broken by the young stability defenders. My mother was eighty-one years old. The young man who maintained the stability had a conscience and did not push her. He just pulled her arm and pulled her away. The mother's arm was pulled and dislocated. One acre of land can be bought out for 22,000 yuan. The per capita land is very small. How can the few people who cannot work survive? No one in power wants to think about this, and no one wants to think about their souls. Every nook and cranny in China is like this, they all accept their fate. I thought that in the cold wind of the first month, the eighty-one-year-old mother was still fighting for the interests of her useless children and running for them. I can only write this text here to express my guilt. What else can I do? What can I do for my mother? My mother is a kind person. In my childhood, most of the people in our village found trouble and bullied the Junzhou immigrants who moved to our village for the construction of the Danjiangkou Reservoir behind my house. The most famous person in Junzhou was Chen Shimei, who was beaten by Bao Qingtian. Junzhou City has now sunk to the bottom of the water. My mother, as the strong person in this village and the person at the top of the pyramid, often stepped forward to stop others from bullying immigrants. After I became an adult, I came to the big city to survive and became a weakling at the bottom of society. As the daughter of a strong man from the countryside, she is often looked down upon and bullied by people in the city. At this time, I thought: Is it possible for people to bully those who are weaker than themselves to get physical pleasure? Or is it gene duplication? From then on, I had an idea. I met everyone who was like me. to the weak, convey love and dignity to them. There is always something to do in life, right? I am an incompetent person, I am so poor, what can I do? On the streets of Beijing, I hug every homeless person with a physical disability; I hug every person with mental problems. of patients. I use hugs to convey my mother's love and repay my mother's love. My eldest daughter told me that the cultural company where she worked distributed a bottle of Huiyuan juice every day. The eldest daughter has no habit of drinking. After get off work every day, she holds a drink in both hands and gives it to the homeless grandma who is picking up waste in the trash can at the door of the company.