Depression and Illness Are Not My Original Sins

After a storm in life, Lin Wan fell into the hell of depression. As a mother, she was not even qualified to fall because she was still holding a young child in her arms. In more than six hundred days and nights of entanglement and crawling, she recorded every battle with her inner demons. This is not a triumphal song of a victor, but a diary of a survivor. She hoped that the little light she borrowed from the abyss could illuminate another soul groping in the darkness. Intention: Sickness and weakness are not original sin. Taking root in the place of fall, I am the light.