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Social anxiety disorder.

The inside of my mouth is always open.

The flesh on the second finger is all peeled off.

Trembling pupils.

My name is

"Patients with social anxiety disorder"

"Suicide attempter"

It doesn't matter what.

Listen to my story.

Three months later, I was a middle school student.

And the kids in the class are busy chattering to each other.

I lay down quietly and pretended to sleep.

I wonder if some girls were curious about my face,

Come in front of me and call my name.

I pretended to be asleep because I remembered something old.

The kids said "What is this?" and walked away.

A boy walked up to the girls and whispered.

"Don't touch him, he's really dark."

"He tried to commit suicide but barely survived."

First, listen to my story.

That should tell you everything.

Why don't you listen to my story?