In my world, I said that I had a lot of services. In my mind I feel the most persecuted. In my view there is only the mistakes of others.
So there is a wounded heart, revenge, hatred or disappointment.
Maturiosity even to survive, let wisdom too.
Finally I saw, how many mistakes are stacked from the people who already do. How many services that I received exceeded my services to everyone.
So I say thank you to my friends. Please apologize sincerely. I'm not the best of you. You are the best for me.
May each event, sadly, sorrow, or happy-happy is the lesson of wisdom.
"As soft as flowers as strong as a lion. Wisdom in a joke. Steadfast in suffering. Main in life".