Recently, it's quite irritable, as if it's approaching its physiological period. They often sneer at their friends who care about them, or they say bad things to each other.
But I don't want to. I just don't know how to explain my pain and depression.
Because it's my illness, I don't want to say much.
Some people say that we often smile at strangers, but often hurt those who care about us. Yes. I am such a typical person.
I think I'm coming to the exam week. I have to prepare for many subjects. I think about a lot of things in the community. I think I haven't written my paper. I think about how to go home. I don't know how serious my exam anxiety is. But I, a girl of about 158CM, only 74kg and alone in the provinces. I'm anxious, I'm afraid, I'm wrong, I don't have any stress resistance at all, I'm just a fragile, sensitive and neurotic person.
In a word, I am sorry for you, my dear friends, my old brother, and a little cute, depending on your feelings for me, I will act wilfully. This is wrong.
I was wrong.
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