I am overwhelmed with thoughts, how could I blame the darkness?

 　　As night slowly erodes your soul, you feel lonely, melancholic, and overwhelmed with a myriad of emotions. You open your eyes to a pitch-black void, feeling lost and helpless, your heart finding no solace.

　　At 20, the journey has been filled with weariness, sorrow, and unbearable suffering. Sometimes you blame fate, God, and the inability to give you a harmonious family; other times you comfort yourself by thinking that many are less fortunate. Ultimately, you realize that your own unspoken, inexplicable pain is the most painful—perhaps that's just human nature.

　　At this age, we can no longer use indulgence and recklessness to tell others we need a home, nor can we use nonchalance and indifference to mask our pain. We must learn to bear our own suffering and share our joys with others, to keep all our sadness and pain inside, telling others that we're carefree and never sad, while enduring the torment of unresolved worries each night.

　　One day, scrolling through your WeChat Moments, you might suddenly find it overflowing with positive energy. Suddenly, you no longer dare to post anything expressing your dissatisfaction with the world. You might suddenly feel too fragile or out of place in this positive world. So you run away, feeling lost and alone, shedding tears, heartbroken.

　　Sometimes you feel there's still warmth in the world, and you want to share your positive energy with others, to tell them to live in the sunshine, to tell them to live well. But people are people; no one will let you change them. We can only tell ourselves to strive to change our lives, not let life change us.

　　Humans are contradictory beings; when hurt, we deny the whole world; when warmed, we feel there's still beauty. We can't change others, we can't change life, so we can only change ourselves. We can't become perfect, successful people, but we shouldn't become the kind of person we once despised.