Chapter 22 Taking A Step

• My mother hugs me tightly and starts crying with me. It's not a sweet embrace, but rather as if she's clinging to the body that wants to give up and it made me feel a little sorry for her. Because even that doesn't make me forget my idea of dying.
• 'I am physically and mentally tired. Therefore, I feel that nothing is going to save me,' I tell myself mentally.
• In my mind, I count everything that has happened in my life lately and that just overwhelms me more, confirming that the best thing is to disappear. With me, then, all problems would die, and if not, then I wouldn't be alive to see the chaos that would form because of me.