When a wound is given by someone, it can also be healed by someone's kindness.

Ever since my mental health started to break down, I have been
feeling so truly pained and miserable that I thought I might die just like this,
and I have been living for several months
feeling as if I had been cast into the depths of despair.
I have been living my life feeling that way the whole time.

Even though I had a boyfriend, I felt lonely somewhere,
and felt unsettled, wondering if I should be here,
or if perhaps I wasn't needed.
As I thought about such things more often, I realized that in my heart,
I might have been wanting to feel love more directly and be wanted more.

And at that time, when I was given what I had been seeking by someone else,
the joy of someone appearing who would accept me
and the sense of security I was given
made me unconsciously become dependent on them,
and before I knew it, I might have been seeking love and security from that person instead of my boyfriend.

And the number one reason I broke down mentally was
that I had entrusted my heart to that other person to an abnormal degree,
and when their reply was a little later than usual,
I was struck by abnormal anxiety and fear, and because my anxiety exploded,
I became even more unstable after they distanced themselves from me,
and my mental state went wild.

I have calmed down quite a bit now,
but I definitely might not have been able to move forward this far on my own.
Wounds given by people are healed by receiving new healing from people again,
and I think that is how people grow stronger.
Anyway, I am truly grateful to the people who support me.