Xia Li quietly listened to Feng Yan's incessant complaints, allowing her to vent.

Poor child, her parents have a future, and the children of her parents and friends have a future, she can't help but work hard, otherwise, her parents will be disappointed.

"You're hard, aren't you. When Feng Yan vented for a long time and entered the intermission, Xia Li asked.

Feng Yan snorted, "It's really hard." ”

"Every time I think I'm doing a good job and making a good amount of money, the children of my parents and friends will suddenly say what results they have gotten. ”

"Which exhibition did their painting go into, or what price did their painting fetch for it? ”

In a word, money is also earned, and fame is also gained. ”

"And I'm just a wretched little designer who is working hard for people, and all kinds of poor little designers who listen to people's tunes. ”

"And they can create what they want to express. ”

"Really, every time I hear my parents say who's around me, I really want to yell at them and shut them up. ”

"Don't really say it in front of me, but I don't dare. ”

"I really don't dare. ”

"I was worried about seeing their disappointed eyes on me, and I had to try. ”

"But it's really tiring. Feng Yan kept saying that she was so tired, "I don't think I should have been born." ”

"How can an ungifted child like me be born in such a family. ”

Feng Yan couldn't control her emotions anymore, and her tears kept flowing down uncontrollably.

Although her reason told her that she couldn't cry like this, she really couldn't control it, and she didn't want to control it, so why should she control it.

Xia Li listened to it, and always felt that what she said was good, Feng Yan's emotions were out of control, and what she said was ugly, that is, whether she had depression.

It feels like she's completely denying herself, and that's a really bad situation.

She is busy with work, her parents have high requirements for her, and she also wants to work hard, but the result is a little uncontrollable.

Xia Li really didn't know what to say, did she say to Feng Yan, I'm sorry, your mood is very unstable? There's a good chance you're suffering from depression.

This kind of talk? Xia Li really can't say it, after many people hear about this illness? Will you panic? I always wonder if I'm mentally ill or something.

Feng Yan cried for a long time before she slowly held back her tears? "I'm sorry about that. ”

"I'm really sorry. Feng Yan was also very frightened by her behavior, she didn't expect to cry in front of Xia Li.

Although not worried that Xia Li will say it? But I always feel that it's really not ordinary and faceless.

"When you're stressed? It's good to cry out. ”

"It's better than keeping it in your heart all the time. Xia Li kept comforting Feng Yan.

Xia Li thought about it, if she didn't know, she would forget it, but she already knew it, if she didn't say it again? I feel like I can't get past this level.

"That? Have you ever thought of going over and seeing a psychiatrist. Although Xia Li wanted to talk to Feng Yan, she didn't dare to say it directly, so she was a little cautious.

Feng Yan's first thought was, I'm fine, why should I go to a psychiatrist?

And what if you see a psychiatrist? The mental pressure is a bit great, but it doesn't get to the point of going to a psychiatrist.

How many seniors does Feng Yan remember in the design industry? They go to the psychiatrist regularly, and that's because they have depression.

But isn't she good? Why do you have to see a psychiatrist, etc.

Feng Yan really never thought that she would get this disease one day.

How so? So it will? Feng Yan felt that her life was already gray.

"Me? I.. Feng Yan held Xia Li's hand tightly, "I won't get this disease." ”

"I know I'm really under a lot of pressure, but there's no way to do the design, that's it, the task assigned by Party A really has to be completed quickly, otherwise, Party B really has a lot to say. ”

Feng Yan didn't admit that she would suffer from depression, and Xia Li looked at her and didn't want to admit it, knowing that she was scared by many reports about depression.

"Actually, depression is not so scary. ”

"It's in your mindset. ”

"Change to a more relaxed environment and don't have so much pressure. ”

"Then relax. ”

"I have time to talk to people. ”

"Don't keep it all in your mind. ”

"You can talk to your parents more, talk to them, talk to your heart. ”

"Let them know what you're working on. ”

"Let them know about a stress at work. ”

"They're professors, they're painters, they're all painting according to their own ideas, but you're different. ”

"If you say anything, you should communicate with Party B and tell them that you also have a refund to Party B. Xia Li felt that Feng Yan didn't know what to say to her parents, and of course it wouldn't make them feel how much pressure Feng Yan had.

Do you talk to your parents about your work? Feng Yan couldn't help but shake her head, "I really don't dare to say it." ”

"I'm worried that if I tell them, they'll say it's because you don't work hard enough. ”

"If you had worked hard to paint, how could you be where you are today? ”

"Really, I sometimes tell them how hard I work and how difficult it is to communicate with clients. ”

"That's what they all say. ”

I didn't continue to talk to them. ”

"Anyway, they're me making excuses for my own lack of effort. ”

"Well, they're all with that attitude, and I have to say how hard I worked. ”

"Anyway, if I tell them, they won't help. ”

"Except for all kinds of grievances against me and increased pressure on me, it didn't help at all. ”

When Feng Yan said this, she suddenly smiled, "I'll make a resignation report when I go back." ”

"Anyway, they are now training my uncle's son, saying that he has a talent for painting. ”

"It is said that the Feng family will produce a master of painting. ”

"While they're in a good mood right now, I'm going to talk to them about my thoughts. ”

Feng Yan thought of her parents' attitude towards her cousin, and compared with her attitude, there was really a feeling that it was indescribable.

Since her parents have successors, she should also fight for herself.

"Whether they agree or not, I've already figured it out. Feng Yan really thought about it.

"Thank you. Feng Yan paused, "When I go back, I will see a psychiatrist." ”

"I can't help but be accountable to me, and if I'm not responsible for myself, who else can be accountable to me. ”

Feng Yan was all kinds of panic and resistance to this fact before, but now that she has figured it out, there is really nothing to avoid.

If you really get this disease, of course, you have to face it positively.

In fact, these days, Feng Yan also felt that something was wrong with her body, but she didn't know what the problem was, and now she knows.