Will my future get better?
Maybe, maybe not...
The twenties is a good age for youth, but it is also the most chaotic and confusing age.
I am always ready to yearn for beauty, but I am anxiously consuming the experience tickets of life. I know that I have to keep walking, but I don't know where to go. Maybe walking and starting is the best answer. Writing to sort out my heart, the seeds of pain also have energy.
From now on, I will learn to accept the good and bad aspects of myself on the platform, stick to my original intention, and write down naturally.
In short, I am very happy to meet you, and I am very grateful to be listened to.
The initial feelings of writing this waste diary, a self-report of an INFP.
Intention: me