I write this alone in my apartment dormitory to prove my existence in the universe. I need an audience.
My name is Chu Ling, and I am an intern. I thought I would be free after leaving school, but in fact, this is the beginning of hell...
"Why is it me?" "Why don't you stop living?" "You just changed the environment and continued to be worse" "I was abandoned again"... These voices kept echoing in my mind. During those days, I had great emotional ups and downs. What was it that trapped me?
Purpose: Opening up trauma proves "you are not alone" and brings resonance, strength and thinking to young people who have just emerged from society.