My wife has a problem, she likes to use grocery bags instead of trash bags. It is to put the plastic bag brought back from the market to the garbage can and use it as a garbage bag. This kind of plastic bag is generally small, so it is often only half of the garbage can, which looks very uncomfortable. I talked to her many times, complaining why she didn't use the special garbage bag she bought, but it didn't work, she still did it habitually.
I get mad every time I see her do that. I don't understand why she has such a habit. Although it was one of her thrifty housekeeping tricks, I always felt like she was reminding me that we came from a poor family. I do not like this feeling.
When I faced my heart, I figured it out. I found out that it was just a normal habit for her, and she didn't know it was bothering me so much. And these mental activities and these unprovoked annoyances of mine are just my own imagination. Her actions did not target me, but I added a lot of troubles for no reason. In fact, as long as I quietly put a new garbage bag on, the problem will be solved, but I choose to tangle in it, let this emotion ferment in my heart, and even begin to question my past ten years. marriage.
Everyone has the problem of intolerance, which is called "appearance" in Buddhists. For example, in the matter of putting garbage bags, I can find many reasons to prove that I am right, but the attachment to this matter itself is wrong.
How many setbacks do we have to endure before we realize that we are not the center of the world; how many nights do we have to reflect on before we admit that the core of the character with a stubborn neck is just inferiority; how many wisdom roots do we need to understand how important it is to accept reality a quality of.
Life has been challenging us in a different way, creating a whole host of problems for us. In the face of fate's difficulties, sometimes you smile, maybe the best solution.