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Give yourself a reason to relax.

 I remember being an incredibly busy person in school. Every day was packed with activities, either studying hard or fulfilling my responsibilities and obligations. Aside from sleeping, I had almost no free time to rest.

I don't know if it was because I put too much pressure on myself, but fate gave me epilepsy, leaving me with no choice but to drop out of school, no choice but to stay home, no choice but to stay away from the wonderful world outside, no choice but to find a job, no choice but to worry about my descendants inheriting the same condition, no choice but to remain calm and composed like others, even though I know that losing my temper easily can affect my health.
Honestly, I haven't fully recovered from this illness yet.
But the only good thing about it is that I can find excuses not to work so hard and occasionally take a break.
A friend of mine said I'm under a lot of pressure, both at home and at school. I agree with her assessment. That's true. Now, at home, I not only have to take care of my younger sister every day, but also the potted plants, and do housework (like wiping, sweeping, mopping, washing clothes, etc.). Maybe I'll even have time to learn to ride a bicycle. Moreover, working for long periods makes me dizzy.
I admit I've been slacking off lately, so I haven't felt as dizzy. Therefore, I don't feel the hardship.
Several months of this year have passed, and I've been staying at home the whole time. During this time, I've thought a lot.
Life is about give and take. I admit that because of this illness, I lost the opportunity to study, the opportunity to continue spending time with my classmates, and what should have been a good job. But I've also gained a lot: the love of family and friends, the opportunity to relax, and the peace I longed for.
Give yourself a reason to relax. Actually, I feel that life doesn't need to be about worrying too much; worrying too much only makes you suffer. Some people work hard their whole lives to pursue external wealth, but in the end, they can't take the money with them when they leave. As for some things, whether they can be overcome or not, they will eventually become the past. Perhaps you can control everything, but you can't control the flow of time. Time flies like an arrow, and life is like flowing water. You may feel sad now, but later you'll understand that it's not a big deal, and nothing is insurmountable.
Give yourself a reason to relax and live a carefree life; there's no need to suppress yourself too much. Actually, everything can be beautiful.

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