The Career of the Heavens Starting from Douluo

Fuxi smiled and said, "If you are learning from each other, what will happen?"

The receptionist said: "It turns out that the two are brothers and sisters. It's a good fate."

Tang Ming looked at Jie Yin and Zhun Ti and asked, "Are you two brothers?"

Zhunti shook his head and explained: "The two of us transformed at the same time in the same place, but it's not a brotherhood, it's just that we have similar personalities, so we are together."

"Transformation in the same place at the same time."

Hongyun was a little envious and said, "The two of you are also lucky."

He has been alone since his transformation, which is why he likes to make friends so much.

"It's not as good as fellow Daoist Fuxi and Daoist Nuwa." Xie Yin said with a smile.

"Since we are going to sit and talk, why don't we find a quiet place to start?" Seeing that everyone's topic was going to be far away, Tang Ming said.

Tang Ming is still very enthusiastic about the matter of sitting and talking.

After all, the last time he discussed Taoism with Fuxi and Nuwa, he made a breakthrough for one day. Now, when discussing Taoism with other people, he should also have some insights.

I don't know what's wrong with myself...

I have discovered it a long time ago.

I seem to have a problem.

It's easy to get depressed, it's easy to get caught up in a feeling of hopelessness.

The image of suicide often pops up in my mind, but I just think about it.

There is always a feeling of not wanting to live, but not daring to die.

It's a weird mentality.

It was better before, I could communicate with people.

But in the past two years, I have become more and more afraid to communicate with people, to go out, and to meet people.

Although I go out for an interview, I can chat with the interviewee for two or three hours.

But I just don't want to communicate with anyone.

Not interested in anything.

I checked the internet myself and they said it was similar to the symptoms of depression.

But I don't think so.

I know exactly what I'm thinking.

It's probably just hypocrisy, nothing more.

a bad guy.

a waste.

Useless.

I probably still have something wrong.

I often fall into a particularly low mood by myself and make myself in a bad mood.I do not know why either.

I almost jumped off the building tonight.

A picture has appeared in my mind.

Standing on the railing, jumping in the cold night wind, the weightlessness pulls the body down

I called my mother and said: Mom, after calling you, I will die.I have no meaning to live.

But after getting through.

I cried.

I knew in my heart that I didn't dare to die at all.

Afraid of pain.

Although the picture of jumping from the roof at that time, and the feeling of weightlessness have appeared over and over again in my heart.

But in the end he was just an idiot.

Just worrying about his mother.

I probably still have a problem.

I can't do anything recently, I don't dare to go out, and I don't want to see people.

Desire to survive is low.

Walking on the road, I always think that if I get hit by a car, it will be fine.

I can't find anyone to talk to.

I'm sitting in my room right now typing these words out, and I just can't find a place to put them out.

I am sorry.