When it's dark, I'm afraid of one person; at dawn, I'm afraid of everyone

This is my third year of life. I'm a non-believer, so I don't wear red underwear because I don't usually wear underwear very much.

But in this year of life, it is indeed a continuous mold. First my father went insane, once suspicious of everyone around me, then I broke my bones and lay flat, and then I became a freelancer to take care of the children.

Now, I feel that the spirit can also be inherited. I'm not sure if it's depression, but I've really never been really happy for more than ten years, and the mood is sometimes inexplicably irritable, selling a transformer in idle fish, emphasizing that three times do not sell out of town, but every day there are always foreigners who come to ask if the package is not free shipping. Do you not know the words or test my bottom line? Every time I hit a bunch of swear words, I deleted them one by one. I'm afraid the platform will deduct my points.

Sending children to ride an electric car in the morning can meet retrograde and red lights every day. I was equally irritable. I went straight, the middle-aged woman turned right, she said how do you little young how to ride, blocked my way.

All the signs are that I'm starting to get depressed again. I can't move my scalp to be fried, and I live every day with a heart-pounding.

So I turned on the computer again and started typing on the keyboard, which was the only way to make sure I didn't do extreme things. More than ten years ago, I was once deciding on the matter of life and death on a mountain on the outskirts of the city, and I finally convinced myself to give up, because I remembered a sentence from Stetson that death is a thing that does not have to be rushed, it will always come, so why should I be in a hurry.

I thank Stetson.

If one day, I stop typing, it means that I am fine.