Warning:
This article is in the first person and is narrated from the perspective of "I". The gender of the main perspective is unknown and can be understood by yourself.
It is a diary, but there is no standard format, no fixed timeline and plot, just events + emotions and feelings, and the connections between each chapter are not too close.
The following brief copy:
I am a damned post-00s generation, neither above nor below, neither big nor small. I am not as good as I am, but I am even more inadequate than I am.
There are 4 people in my family, my parents, me, and a younger sister.
My parents were very talented when they were young and were very good at studying. They treated me very well, but unfortunately, I couldn't feel much love from them.
My sister is like a genius. Whether I want to admit it or not, she learns everything better than me, and she is more interested than me. Her enthusiasm for one thing is always long-lasting. She gets 100 points every day, and her English in kindergarten has reached the level of my third grade in elementary school... I am jealous of her talent. Unlike me who has difficulty even memorizing ancient Chinese prose, she can even recite 20 ancient poems in 10 minutes, when she was only in the first grade.
The family atmosphere that didn't seem oppressive fostered such a despicable and anxious person in me.
I often think, if I no longer exist, would they live a better life?
Intention: Don't make up your own mind. I am full of negative emotions.