From the moment Chu Ruo, a teenager, contracted mental illness, she knew she was not normal. For many years to come, she would die in a cage that she could not get out of because of the disease. No one felt that she was at fault, so Chu Ruo could only tell herself many times that it didn't matter that it was my fault. After a long, long time, that sentence of sorry that had been missing for a long time seemed cheap for the first time.
Purpose: I just hope that people with depression can be more tolerant.