? I was sick and hospitalized when I was a child. My aunt braided her hair, which was the incentive for planting it at that time. Up to now, I can't pay less attention to women who wear braids. I almost want to get close to them as soon as I see them. It's for inner security. I don't know how to give up this feeling.
I took part in an activity the other day. First, I saw a group friend with pigtails and photos in the group, but I was eager to see her and wanted to chat with her to get her WeChat contact information. I want to know what happened to me. This is a curable disease; Excuse me, who studies psychology? Who can tell me what mental illness this is and how to quit it? But more often, discovery is a kind of ideological enjoyment, and enjoying that kind of miss should be narcissism. I know, I have contact information, but I don't know how to continue. Maybe it was the initial impulse.
In my mind, I think women who wear braids are virtuous, meticulous, patient and feminine. When I was in junior high school, I had a braid in the front row. I always like to play with her braids in class. I was reprimanded by several teachers for this. At that time, Seeds of Love tried to pursue her, and three years ended. She didn't hold hands until she left, just silently liked and secretly paid attention. Later, I went to high school, and everyone else went to school in other places, so there was no more.
? There are fewer and fewer women who can see braids now, and they cherish every woman who can see braids more and more. Perhaps people in the real society are more and more impetuous, and they have no time and mood to take care of their braids. Instead, more women wear cosmetics. Perhaps I prefer delicate women, which is also the core of my lack of resistance to braiding women.