I am a pessimist by nature, and I am also a schizophrenic. I lack love and have no friends. All I have to wait for is the dissatisfaction of my parents, the ridicule of my classmates, and the sympathetic eyes of my teachers. One day I couldn't hold on any longer. I stayed alone in the corner of the toilet, took out the medicine in my pocket and swallowed it without any hesitation. I wanted to be free, but the angel in white pulled me back from the hell gate. Is my existence really meaningful...
I have never seen the sun, I am shrouded in darkness, a beam of light breaks into my world and brings me warmth, but after all, it is not mine and disappears unknowingly.
I don't have to pray, my god will bless me
Purpose: Mutual redemption