2023.11.18

An ordinary Saturday, after finishing dinner and returning home, I was chatting with my parents when I suddenly received a call - my aunt had gone missing.

I rushed to the police station, checked the surveillance footage, looked up the license plate, and hurried to the scene to search repeatedly, but only found the clothes she left behind...

A sleepless night.

The temperature was only a few degrees, and the cold wind made people shiver, the river surface was pitch black, and even the light from the flashlight couldn't penetrate it. I couldn't imagine what kind of mood she was in when she chose to abandon her loved ones and friends, and take this lonely path of no return; I also couldn't imagine what kind of life she had been living in the past few months.

As the night wore on, relatives and friends who had learned of the bad news arrived one after another, their eyes red and trembling. Repeatedly thinking back to the past, most of the elderly couldn't understand why my aunt, who seemed to be living a relatively wealthy life, would take such an extreme path. The mentality, influenced by the previous generation from a young age, always made people feel that going to a psychiatric hospital, or seeking psychological counseling, was shameful, and that the people who were ill were pitiful. Mental illness is a disease, just like a cold or fever, and it can also be treated with medication and psychological counseling, plus the help of relatives and family, it can definitely be improved and slowly overcome.

-His ego killed her, but everyone's blaming on her choice, it's not fair.

-She's sick, so sick that living is a torture to her.

-Mental health matters.

What a pity... may there be no suffering in heaven.