As a child, my father bought me lots of toys annually, enough to fill a room. I was happy ut uneasy. Each year-end, he'd discard all toys, even my treasured ones, and buy new ones. He aimed to cut my ties to the past and emotions, like forbidding me from class reunions, believing the past would impede progress. Growing up, I faced losses more calmly. Aware that all relationships have an end, I didn't cling to people or things, nor seek closeness or dependence. When happiness came, I sensed parting's countdown. But with too much rationality, my happiness perception waned. Emotional stability cost me the ability to love again, an unbearable price, for one can't live without love. 小时候，爸爸每年都会给我买很多玩具，多到可以堆满整个房间。但我开心的同时也会不安，因为每到年底，爸爸就会把这些玩具全都扔掉，哪怕是我视若珍宝的那几件，也不允许我留下，然后他会再给我买一房间的新玩具。” 他用自己的方式，试图斩断我对过去的眷恋，对感情的执着。就像他从不允许我参加同学会，在他的观念里，人不能回头看，那些过去会拖慢我前行的脚步。 面对失去，我确实比旁人更加从容，我深知每段缘分都有期限，于人于物我从不试图挽留，我不会用力走向任何人， 更不会对任何人产生依赖。我明白幸福来临时，离别也进入了倒计时。但被理性填满的身体，感知幸福的能力自会被削减，情绪稳定的副作用就是失去了再爱的能力，这个代价是我做为人类无法背负的，也是背负不起的，人不能没有爱。 亲爱的父亲，人确实抓不住任何东西。但有时候相信永远比永远本身更会让人幸福。

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