Today, I have a very good friend who finally boarded a plane to the UK, starting her brand new journey of life. From the initial doubt and denial of herself to the later acceptance and reconciliation with her family, I, as a bystander, have been witnessing her growth, feeling the hardships and achievements she has gone through.
She said, "Our family doesn't have the condition to let me go abroad, which can be seen from their attitude. Can they support me? Every penny I earned outside after I made the decision to leave home last year was all from my own hard work. The application fee, the exam fee, all were saved up by me. Even for studying in London, I had to take a loan." This was the first time she spoke candidly, and I still remember it to this day.
We became friends by accident in an activity, and since then we have been supporting each other until today. We went through her breakdowns, depression and sleepless nights together. One night she called me in the middle of the night, like a drowning person grabbing the last straw. Going home was a new nightmare for her every time because of the control of her birth family. I could only silently listen to her pouring out her heart on the phone, but I was helpless. Growing up, I rarely encountered the troubles of "birth family". My friend often said, "Your parents must love you very much, because you are a very complete person, with a lot of love and confidence." After growing up, I gradually understood that completeness is a blessing, and incompleteness is the norm.
From deciding to change majors, giving up the iron rice bowl, to finding internships, taking IELTS, applying to schools, and finally paying the tuition fee successfully. Although there was no understanding and support from her parents on this road, she never waivered her belief. My good friend told me with her actions: "If your parents can't be your light, then strive to be your own light." She proved this with the best results. I will never forget what she said to me when I went abroad: "Crossing the mountain pass is hard, but the road ahead is bright." This sentence gave me a lot of courage, and now it is also supporting her to go to the world.
No matter whether we were born in the mud, we must remember: "I was born a mountain, not a stream, I want to look down on mediocrity from the top of the peaks." Because as long as there is hope, dreams never expire. We just need to fly up, not look down. Because as long as we fly high enough, there will always be a ray of light shining on us.