Originally, I was a girl who loved to laugh. I just wanted to be an ordinary girl. However, a problem of academic pressure induced mood sickness and was diagnosed as early psychosis by a doctor. Since my family has a record of mental illness, it is in my own body. It’s no surprise that it happens. When the illness occurs, the emotions will get out of control. It seems that some people talk to themselves in the day, and other people talk about themselves as if they are in the Japanese family. It's so overwhelming that I can't breathe.

Later, I received support from my family and friends and teachers to help and encourage me to return to school. Unfortunately, I couldn’t keep up with the progress of my studies. I was also influenced by my peers and lacked self-confidence. As a result, I gave up halfway and abandoned my studies. , I just went out looking for part-time jobs, often doubted my value, regretted not grasping the time properly. In the process of regretting after the fall, I wasted years again and entered a vicious circle of doubting value, regret and wasted time, often I'm not happy, but I worry about getting sick at any time...

Later, I joined the church by chance. It was the church sisters who taught me to understand my shortcomings. They encouraged me to read a few more verses and appreciate the meaning of the scriptures. In the process, I understand that life will inevitably encounter many trials, as long as I don’t give up. Self-study, one day you will become your ideal self, and economic and social workers also find a full-time job and begin to discover their own values ​​and shortcomings. They understand that time is precious and believe in classmates. Gradually accept your own shortcomings and appreciate your own progress. No one is perfect. Only by continuous learning can knowledge become a healthy treasure/treasure. You can accept criticism from others and improve yourself to become a better version of yourself.

Now I just hope to regain my original intention of reading, step by step, and take a long road in life. Only one third of it has passed. Transformation requires a process. I am convinced that in the end it will become a beautiful butterfly with wings spread out.