was moved
by how difficult
it is to find myself in the fog. Suddenly, I felt that a group of girls in the hospital were the real existence. Everyone bears the pain of others, but everyone can be unscrupulous. Laugh and scold freely. If you don't wear tinted glasses and try to accept them, it might feel good. But there is always a moment when it reaches an unbearable tipping point, collapse and madness, a hopeless resistance to reality. Powerless and helpless to resist like a child, everyone's remaining weapons are only the most primitive crying.
Everyone has inner pain, and everyone has unbearable darkness. The so-called not crazy is actually control. That doctor said, the key is "control".
Real understanding and acceptance of oneself is a painful process, just like the phoenix Nirvana. Lisa always thought she was real and the world was fake. That's because you're dead, Susanna said. So you don't care about other people's feelings. Others no longer have hope in you.
Why does Susanna say that even if the outside world is hypocritical, I want to blend in?
All of a sudden, this seems to be true to deny.
In fact, I don't understand...
Well, normal people don't have so many problems, and they don't think so many silly questions to make their brains bigger. A normal person just follows the steps and does what he needs to do according to life and according to the plan. It's okay to have normal feelings.
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