Confused

Nothing, just very confused. The older I grow, the less I understand the world. The happiness I once thought was just an illusion. I start to hate everything. Is it an illness? It's still something I don't know, and it comes from my feelings. I don't know how many people are experiencing all kinds of darkness, and I don't know how many people have come out. This is a parallel world, and it is also the world in my mind. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.