Once upon a time there was a sad little child who fell into the water
He doesn't seem to be afraid of pain
He struggled desperately
Waving hands and feet trying to lift something or catch something
He has obviously seen the light above his head
But. Still failed
He waited and waited and waited.
Waiting for redemption
Or you can catch him with a fishing net.
He was not afraid of getting hurt, he thought, even if the fishing net was close to his flesh and blood, his bones
Also willing. . . .
Purpose: Anatomy of the mind of patients with depression