Daughter Has an Accident, Mother Rushes Over to Care for Her, Hears Crying in the Middle of the Night and Quietly Gets Up, Daughter Is Stunned

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After the daughter had an accident, the mother rushed over to care for her. In the middle of the night she heard crying, quietly got up, and the daughter was stunned.

Sometimes, even the closest family members, due to differences in personality and because both sides usually neglect communication and exchange, cannot understand each other's innermost thoughts and needs, thus creating a barrier in their hearts. Once this situation arises, perhaps it will never change for the rest of one's life, and it will create a prejudice toward family affection that lasts until the very end. I originally thought that my family and I would go through life just like this, but I never expected that a single injury of mine would change things.

I had always felt somewhat insecure about my appearance. From childhood to adulthood, I was neither tall nor pretty. Walking outside, no one ever praised me as cute. On top of that, after growing up, because I could not resist my love of eating, my figure had always been the chubby kind, so I also became an insulator of love; no man ever took the initiative to show interest in me, and I was quite distressed about this. Being blocked in love was one thing, but in family affection I had also never felt much warmth. I have a younger brother. Although he looks about the same as me, in my family's eyes his position was much more important than mine. In my view, as long as matters involving both him and me were placed before my parents at the same time, they would ignore me and only consider his feelings. When I was little, I felt extremely wronged about this.

Because my brother was a premature baby, his health was poor. When he was little, he often needed to go in and out of the hospital because of problems with his physical development. My mother valued my brother very much. Compared with me, who rarely got sick, she naturally paid more attention to my brother. At the slightest sign of trouble, if anything happened to my brother while he was playing with me, my mother would scold me without even asking what was right or wrong. At that time, I really felt like the kind of person nobody cared about, and this also left some scars on my heart. From then on, I thought about studying hard, getting far away from this family that did not have much warmth, finding true love, forming a happy family, living the life I wanted, and pouring all the warmth I could not have onto my future children.

But love never came. The men I had feelings for, without exception, did not like me, and the reason was that I did not have an appearance that could attract them at first glance. They all said I felt like one of their brothers, which truly annoyed me endlessly. After graduation, I struggled alone in another place and had no thought of going back to my hometown, because what awaited me there was also a family that did not care about me at all. Later, I finally found a man who was not that handsome himself. He said he did not care about my appearance, so we began dating. Originally I thought we might end up together, but unexpectedly, after his career developed well, he dumped me because he had found a pretty new girlfriend.

The pain after being dumped made me dazed. While wandering outside like a ghost, I was accidentally hit by a car. Fortunately, my life was not in danger, but my leg was injured. After a period of treatment in the hospital, I went home. My leg had not recovered yet, so it was not very convenient. When my mother learned about it, she hurried over to take care of me, but not only was I unhappy, I also felt very uncomfortable. I already had a grudge against her in my heart, and on top of that, we had not spent time together for a long time, so the atmosphere between us was also very awkward. These past few days, we had been very polite with each other, and usually we could not even find a common topic. I thought it would be better to let her stay a few days and then go back. I was already physically uncomfortable, and with her here, I was also tense mentally. Last night I woke up in the middle of the night wanting water, and I did not want to trouble my mother, so I struggled to get up myself and wanted to walk to the living room to pour a little. Unexpectedly, I heard my mother on the phone with my father, crying and pouring out her feelings. She said she had always felt very guilty toward me, and that the reason we were so distant now was that she had neglected me back then. At that time, she thought I was the oldest child and my brother's health was poor, so I had to be more sensible on my own, but she forgot that I was also just a child. Now she really did not know how to get along with me, but in her heart she loved me too.

I was stunned for a long time, then I cried, and silently went back to my room and cried the whole night. I only have a tough exterior, but inside I am quite fragile. If love is gone, it can be found again. Now I know that I still have a place in my family's hearts. For me, this should also be good news enough to make my heart a little calmer, right?