How Are You Doing There? Are You Still Hanging On? This Is So Hard, A Life. I Regret It. I Regret That
How are you doing there? Are you still hanging on? This is so hard, a life. I regret it. I regret that when I was a kid, I could think that being a grownup would fix all my problems. But the reality is that growing up is a problem. You face everything—every little thing that you've never faced before. A million times I tell myself, It will be ok; everything will pass; I can get through this. But, I know, it's not easy; it's even hard. You go walking on the rocky path, and you bleed a lot. (But everything will pass, right?) Mum told me to follow the flow, but the flow was too strong for me; it washed me, but not to the shore; it washed me deeply to the depths; it makes me can't breathe; I'm out of breath. Mom, I can't figure it out.
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