When I finally managed to get out of the sad, painful, a period of loneliness on the verge of death, and attend to high school, my mother was probably desperately trying to support me.
Not knowing what to do, she consulted my grandfather and asked him to accompany me to the university hospital's psychiatric department. After diagnosing, I was on tranquilizers for a while. I felt like I could die with just a little will. But I must have been eating the food my mother made. Although my mother made a meal, It was easy for me to get sick.
All I had to do was reading any book I could get my hands on and thought that my daily life was worthless. I longed for the metaphysical poetry and philosophy that I didn't understand. I had a God within me that only I could understand.
One day when I went to high school, there was a girl who looked at me strangely, and suddenly I received a phone call at my home. When I went to the time and place specified by her, she tried to hold me. I was at her mercy for a while so at my ignore that she gave up and went home. I had no feelings to her.
While I was going to the school library almost every day, a delinquent-looking doctor's son approached Org. He asked if I would like to talk to him for a moment. Even though he was younger than me, he had the air of a detective.
I didn't care anything, so I was taken to a place that looked like K University's community council room and handed me a prison fighting manual with a picture of a prisoner in Siqueiros' chains on the cover.
After reading them seriously for a while, I got scared and stopped approaching them. Alcohol was no good in me, oneday the drunk older sister hugged me and told me not to make girls cry. The woman was later exposed as a spy for the authorities in a partisan leaflet.
That's when I remembered that she had strangely wanted to come to my house. It was a violent environment back then. Without anyone teaching me, I learned how to walk with my eyes fixed on the distance and simulated evacuation routes in case I was attacked.
Maybe I was just lucky that nothing happened. Now that I think about it, I can't believe I ever had that kind of time. I truly believe that the reason I was able to do so well is because of my mother and being blessed with a good wife.
