To the thousands of young people who "can't roll up and lie flat":
After nine years of hardships, now I just want to talk about these journeys, calm and peaceful, those wounds that are only licked alone in the dark night can finally be cared for in the sun. I held out those happy, painful, and tangled days with my hands, just like a little girl taking out her personal belongings bit by bit to share with others. Those days belong to me, but they also belong to you who are on the road of struggle. We curl up together, hug ourselves, and say "everything is okay."
I have long salivated over this history of struggle, but fate changed the ending. It turned out to be a perfect ending for a late bloomer, but destiny cannot be violated. In fact, accepting regrets is a practice in itself. The ending in Destiny is diverse and inclusive. There is no fixed pattern, and there is no certain result that must be achieved. It is very general, but it follows one's heart. There is no set track for a person's journey. If he locks himself in a prison, he can only become a trapped beast. Each of us is a frog at the bottom of a well. The only difference is the diameter of the well we live in. We strive to make the well as large as possible to accommodate more time and freedom. Uncertainty itself is also a part of human nature, and not setting limits is also a way of survival.
These nine years, but some insights in the past twenty years. Whether the occurrence of something (including illness) is a blessing or a disaster, we can wait and decide later. If we survive a disaster and can be reborn in nirvana, how can peace not be a blessing?
Write about the truest version of us in this era, struggling, confused, energetic and fearless...
Concept: Growth is a process of crushing and reassembling oneself bit by bit, licking the wounds while hurting and slowly healing, whether you sink or be reborn, everything is decided by me.