So all the trips stopped, he had to get used to the space of a few square meters, and his personality also changed, he was irritable to the point of fear. Before, he did not curse or swear, but now he cursed wildly, throwing all kinds of things in the face of the person he was talking to if something did not go his way. Those who understood him did not accept it, saying that illness changes people's personalities. Those who did not understand him stayed away after hearing him get angry once.
His old friend advised him to accept life. Because there are things that are destiny, no matter how hard he tries, he can only manage within a certain range, the remaining red thread of life remains the same. People say that you can cure illness but not fate. Even if you "change your destiny" like the sorcerers often do, it will not work. His old friend told his wife and children that they must also accept his current erratic personality.
She was in a management position, a few months away from retirement, and she could clearly feel the change in the atmosphere around her. People who didn’t seek fame and position still treated her the same. Most of them were colder, because she had outlived her usefulness. The day before, she arrived at the office early, saw a group sitting in a coffee shop, she turned in as usual, saw everyone still “chatting” excitedly about all sorts of things, including office matters, no longer caring or avoiding her presence. Fed up, she stood up to go in when a young woman smiled faintly and said this time she should pay, because who would let someone else pay for her whole life. She turned pale, waved the shop owner out, swiped her card, and walked away without looking back.
That night, she vented her anger at home. Her daughter advised her to accept her current situation. Her husband, busy surfing Facebook on his new phone, said bluntly: You are no longer of any use to me in many ways, and I have not abandoned you. Remember, family comes first.
