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"Bipolar"

It was a disease that made me sick.

But before that, I've been through bone-cutting pains many times.

This is a fact that only my family and my maternal grandmother know well.



The pitch-black night has passed and I don't know why I'm obsessed with the room.

Maybe there's still some melancholy left?

At the same time, he tried hard to turn a blind eye to the past, 

But my mood disorder became worse.



So when I was in middle school, I was so-called "Diljin." 

But in fact, there were quite a few teachers who didn't think badly of me back then.

Of course, I was like any other kid in high school.



Anyway, I was seriously obsessed with my past and carried on a series of misfortunes.

And she says, "I never expected this to happen," and that's what she said for 10 years.



So I gave up even the dream job I wanted because I didn't want to do the hardest thing possible.

Now, his hands shake whenever he gets nervous, and when he stands in front of a stranger, 

I continue to live a rather ordinary mentally ill life.



The fact that I don't have to be tired anymore made me feel relieved about my life.

I knelt on my own in the face of a disease called the "brain development disorder spectrum."



I was afraid of strangers.

This was especially true of people who met within a particular group.

They'll underestimate me easily.

For that reason, I no longer participated in certain gatherings.

I was the so-called "outside sider."



Of course, I've been trying to think positive lately.

Read your favorite songs or fanfic, shed my sad feelings in tears, or take a walk.

Forcing to endure bad feelings is not good for my mental health, 

So I'm looking for a way to solve them myself.



These days, imaginary friends often show up and hug me, 

And I felt relieved as if I was being comforted.



Anyway, after overcoming depression in that way, a "new life" would always come to me.

And that life turns the color of this gray world into a more colorful 'rainbow' color.

Then I can see people who are precious to me one by one in the world.

And they blow my sorrow up into the sky.

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