Most of the text is written in diary style.
I don't know why it's like this. I used to be quite sunny.
My mother said that she quit her job for me and took care of me at home every day, but I didn't get up until noon every day. I was paralyzed at home like an uncle and couldn't go to school. I just slept, ate, and played games every day, and I didn't look like a girl at all.
She said that I obviously only had a small problem, but it was me who indulged myself more and more that made the problem worse.
She said that I was like a bottomless pit, relying on the support of my family to act unscrupulously. She said that I was selfish, and she said that I had no heart.
I don't know what to say, I just suddenly felt very boring. I stared at a tall building outside the window, and suddenly I wanted to stand on it and take a step.
My mother was still saying something in my ear, but I couldn't hear it anymore. My soul had already taken that step. I felt like my whole body was falling. I couldn't hear any sound, I could only feel the wind wrapping me tightly.
When I reached the end, I saw a door, filled with the warmth of the sun. As far as I could see was a patch of lily of the valley flowers, and a stream was flowing quietly. I also saw a familiar figure, who stretched out his hand towards me.
I reached out my hand to him without hesitation, but before I could hold him tightly, I couldn't see anything clearly.
Now that my hearing has returned, my mother's hello was mixed with the loud bang of the door being slammed shut, and I had already burst into tears.
Today is my first year of study, and it is also the xth day that I plan to die, and there are still xxx days before my death date.
This book is also called "Life and Death"/"Therapeutic Diary of Patients with Depression"
Purpose: Understand the pain of depression and the importance of psychotherapy.