I meet a lot of people in my life, keep a distance from anyone in my life, but only want to meet you

When I think about it carefully, time always wastes my fate with you, going round and round, not knowing where to go.Since you came to my world that year ago, I can listen to your voice.Maybe you can see that it is the confusion in my circle of friends: the beautiful photo attached (I am an autistic child, I used to have this hairstyle) I said: Really?Kobayashi from Guangdong has better cars than mine.I lost my memory, I had depression, I got divorced, and then I really became what they said, I couldn't be myself, I started swearing, I started doing it the other way around.For example, if it is right to be humble, then I will start to show off.If being kind is right, then I'm going to be vicious!I also learned to attack people. ... I was robbed when I went home in the middle of the night, squatting in the police station,,,,,,

Then began the endless process of torture.What about you, yes, no matter what you told me at that time, I didn't know.

You said that I was treating you when I chatted with you, and I overcame it bit by bit, from being unconscious at the beginning to sometimes waking up, from being unable to eat, vomiting after eating, to being able to eat.I will also proudly show off to you: Let me tell you, I can eat and drink now, and eat a lot.snort.I think I was cute and simple back then.Then I will tell you, with a smile on my face.I still remember that the snow fell heavily that winter. I took a picture of the smiling face on the car window to show you, and you gave me a thumbs up and said it was great.That winter became less cold because of your existence.I don't know why, but after seeing the Bentley sports car you showed me, I remembered being motivated by money.Then he said that your family is too rich, how could you fall in love with me.I ran and came back again, saying spiritual sustenance.Since then I've had nothing else to do.You blackmail me with this: your spirit rests with me, yes.I am deeply depressed.Near death.But during that period of time, you threatened me to send red envelopes.I started to wake up more and more, started to buy a lot of red wine and drank a lot, and then you called me ugly and asked me to have plastic surgery, which made me angry!The brain cells split instantly, and I yelled back to you: Do you mean to sell if you are poor?Just ugly?At that time, I would still listen to your words, cheer up and learn to dress up after learning how to eat.But sometimes I can't help falling asleep.