Today, I realized and remembered one important rule in survival. In order to live, without too much grudge or pain, one must not take life so seriously. One very classic example is my father's temper. If I take him seriously every time he bursts in irrational anger, or speaks in tongues of fire and shit, I'd end up hating him more and feeling sorry for myself. The more I hate him, the more I'd feel incapable and worthless. It means more stress and more pain. So what I do these days is cool down a bit when scolded, and zip and tuck my angry thoughts, to avoid saying words I'd forever regret. It is really a great practice to think before you speak. I will do more practice. When the day ends, he is still my father and he loves me no matter what. I love him too.
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