the kindness on strangers

The kindness on strangers Blanche is a fading, but nevertheless attractive Southern belle, whose pretensions to virtue and culture only thinly mask her alcoholism and delusions of grandeur. Her poise is an illusion she presents to shield others, and most of all herself, from reality to try to make herself still attractive to new male suitors. Blanche arrives from her hometown of Auriol, Mississippi at the apartment of her sister, Stella Kowalski (Kim Hunter), in the French Quarter of New Orleans, on Elysian Fields Avenue. The local transportation that she takes to arrive there includes a streetcar route named "Desire". The steamy, urban ambiance is a shock to Blanche's nerves.
Since when, i have found that i am somehow similar to Blanche. Therefore, i have to admit that i totally understand all of her behaviors. I do! And actually, i do find some of her words meaningful, enlightening, thought-provoking, revealing, and resonating with my notion of love and my values and attitude towards this world, which is of course appalling. Eventually, after all the unbearable encounters occurs to Blanche and her becoming insane, the last sentence from her well-educated tongue is “ i have always depended on the kindness of strangers”, which restrikes me after my first meditation on this sentence in my junior high school. Yes, i have also always depended on the kindness of strangers and actually have taken advantages of that kindness. Seriously speaking, i believe that seldom of my acquaintances have a better understanding of this sentence, because i am that sort of person of extrovert character, possessing much more self-esteem than others do, and being fancier of this very kind od adventures of encountering strangers by either taking a hand or giving a hand, because this is exactly what that makes my life more interesting and adventurous, and thus meaningful, leaving a sense of exotic beauty from strangers.
Anyway, i have experienced the life of Blanche, and the ending