These are the depressive thoughts of a 19-year-old girl. Thank you for taking a look!
If I had regarded myself as a disabled person from the beginning when I first had memories, it might have been much easier.
Every day, my mind is filled with thoughts: I want to die, I want to leave. Let me die!
If I still leave one day, that would be great! I'm just blissfully sleeping in the comfort of space.
I hope my family and netizens who have read this work can understand my stupid thoughts.
Words embody thoughts. At least I have left something behind, and I can comfort myself by thinking about it this way.
It's been a long time - to be specific, it's been several years, right? Mental illness has been bothering me for a long time
Just live like this, with a little bit of a glass heart that is afraid of pain.
Intention: Fight the disease with strength, remain brave in the face of the winds of life, and work hard to fight depression!