I thought about writing something, but I couldn't stick with it. Everyone has their own story. As I get older, the psychological changes one after another make my heart, which is about to mature, bear too much. As time went by, the future I longed for at the beginning gradually faded away in my world, and I began to return to the original starting point, the self that confused me. I began to change myself, trying to relieve my heart and relieve my tired heart. I naively thought that time could solve everything, and that time could make me forget the past, but that was not the case. It turned out that I was numbing myself, escaping from reality, escaping my suffering at the moment, and escaping the arrangement of fate. I was wrong in all of this, I was a loser, I was a fool.
So I forced myself to calm down, because I couldn't sink anymore, and I couldn't deny my ability. I don't know why, when I calm down, my thoughts keep drifting back to my childhood. In the seventeen years I have gone through, I have to talk about my past. Even though I am just an ordinary high school student, I have no unexpected background. I just want to be my true self and don't need other people's support or praise. I have my own things. I don't want it to weigh on my heart anymore, because I can't bear it anymore. My tears silently flowed down from my cheeks covered with acne. My heart is so tired! I want to be my true self again, no matter how hard and tiring I am, I am willing!