I have mini existential crises everyday. Sometimes, big ones.

Truth is I just wanna get away from everything and go live in the woods or in a cave and feed on tree barks and berries, until I die.

人生中最可悲的事，莫非于必需亲自抹杀自己心中的一团火。

I have imaginary conversations with my friends in my head that will never happen in real life. It's just too hard to speak what's really on your mind sometimes.

如果我不在了，身边的人会怎样呢？

I think the biggest hindrance to me getting professional help is finding out that there's nothing wrong with me after all and I'm just a failure of a human being.