And then all of a sudden when I got up one morning, I realized that I didn't need to be good anymore, I really just needed to be myself.
It's so simple, so absurdly simple, so simple that it makes me doubt: Why have I never doubted it before. It was a matter of course, it was like the air I breathed in - but one day I suddenly got covered by a plastic bag in my head. The feeling at that time was: Yes, yes, good at what to do, what to study for, you don't really understand, who you really want to do it for?
That moment is the beginning for all. From there, before I begin to do, say, move, I ask myself: "Are you living to impress everyone else but yourself?"
Then when I became an automated machine that only lived for myself, I broke it even more. If I live only for myself, and I hate me, what do I live for? Life suddenly becomes unreasonable these days.
Crazy people, all selfish people, they live in their own world and because of themselves, the boundaries are not, so this way is not it.
So I let go, I let it go.
From the top of the school, good student in the city, I fell to the average student within a semester. I did nothing more.
- I cut my hair almost bald.
- I cut my hand.
- I didn't leave the room.
- I started to look for food to relieve something growing within me.
- I understand that why children keep wishing to grow up, adults keep wishing children: Children think children have no choice, adults also think adults have no choice.
- I stopped sharing, when the only answer received was: "There are many people out there more miserable than you."
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Lỗi - Error 404 English Translation
No Ficción"Finally, my autobiography book, Error 404 is out, after 2 years of work. It actually took me only 6 months to write 99% of the book, but couldn't write the ending for a long, long time. I wrote a book about a child who was sexually abused, unhappy...
