Holding my light in the dark, this light is used to illuminate myself, if it illuminates others, it is purely accidental. Healthy people use a paralyzed man as their spiritual strength. In their eyes, Ethen is disabled, writes books, hosts radio shows, and encourages depressed people to persevere. People draw strength from him, but no one gives him any hope of life, and his doctors tell him that modern medicine cannot help him stand up, not even to move his fingers. For fourteen years, he lay in bed every day, unable to move, unable to eat by himself. When the house leaked, the raindrops hit his forehead straight, and he couldn't even avoid it. He has been encouraging others to live, but he himself fell into the abyss step by step, and fell into despair step by step. He is a magician who pursues light and freedom. His body should be as light and elegant as his soul, not burdened with this heavy burden. shackles. He wants to be euthanized, but everyone doesn't understand, they don't understand his pain, they're just outsiders, they can never feel the same way, shouting "Ah, is it really painful? Is it really painful? Obviously you have been Encourage us to live?" Only those closest to him could see his sorrow in their eyes, and would be willing to stand on his point of view and work hard for his request. The prosecutor asked his mother, would you love him so much that you would agree to euthanize him? His mother said, "I am his mother, I give birth to him. But l believe my son has a right over his life." Ethen's life should be in his own hands. The request in the rain was his request in desperation, he couldn't avoid it, so he fought with that drop of rain, and then he finally got tired, very tired, very tired. . . - If you can't give him the freedom to live, please give him the right to die.
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