August 15, 2018 Sad news

That day, I joined a group of car enthusiasts. There were some photos in the group that I wanted to share. I asked in the group if I could share them, but all my messages were read and no one responded. Perhaps it was because I didn’t chat with those car enthusiasts, which might have led them to ignore my messages.

Why didn’t I directly message the person who took the photos? It was because I had tagged that person too many times. He was annoyed, so I didn’t dare to message him directly. That’s why I asked in the group.

Despite this, I still shared the photos he took. As expected, I was criticized, and I almost ended up in a serious dispute.

He later approached me, but at that time, I didn’t know how to resolve and communicate the issue, so I continued to be misunderstood. This was the beginning of my record of personal experiences.

It was wrong of me to share his photos without his permission. I later deleted those photos that I had shared without consent. But it was also then that my depression erupted. My mother was not around, and from then on, I cried every day and started posting negative messages. This was also the beginning of my record of personal experienc By Copilot translate