It was when I was carrying my mentor's teacher's bag at an ascetic dojo.
While drinking tea, we had shiso rolls. At that time, the teacher said, “The old lady in the neighborhood has always given me a lot. What's delicious is delicious, but come on. As expected, I didn't need this much, but “it was delicious!” When I said that, my aunt was happy, and she made so many more things for me again. They were eating happily while complaining, “I haven't finished eating it (laughs).” The complaining part is also a taste of memories, and the complaint part is probably a feeling of affectionate entanglement.
I think humanity is like that. It's a monster where various feelings, such as the feeling of wanting to stop and the feeling of being thankful, overlap like a marble pattern. I think it is precisely because I have so many feelings that my heart is alive.
First, why don't you just admit it's that kind of monster. The feeling of being bothered and the feeling of receiving it are both contradictory and compatible. Isn't it strange? But that's the kind of thing. Humanity isn't something you can divide. So let's forgive and acknowledge MM-sama himself for not being able to honestly accept it.
If you deny something you don't like, it's subtraction. If you do subtraction, it will eventually become 0. It may be that the heart is dead.
But if you accept even the parts you don't like, it will add up. If you can do addition, you will eventually be able to add up the heart that honestly receives, the feeling of gratitude, and the person in front of you.
So let's do addition and make it a good cycle. That will surely make it easier.
You have to be a great person! I don't feel bothered, I don't feel like it. It's smarter to live without getting carried away. Let's live well, stay strong.