A Letter to My Future Self

I really don't know how to go on now. I'm not under much pressure, my grades are average, and I have a good relationship with my classmates. I really can't understand it. I feel like everything that happens around me is terrible. Sometimes my parents will fight because of some small things. Sometimes I will be so wronged that I cry secretly because of some small things. But in retrospect, I feel that these things are just because I am too pretentious and unnecessary. Always wandering around feeling inadequate and blaming others. . . It feels like disappearing is no big deal. There is also a girl who is a classmate. Sjy She has many neat scars on her arms. It can be seen that they were cut with a wallpaper knife, and it was obviously self-inflicted. I once asked her why and she kept silent. I always feel that the problem is huge, but I still have too much time to take care of myself.