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原來聆聽久了真的會被感染啊

在扮演過不同角色的性格站在不同人的視角之後才發現人性真的好複雜
傲嬌的人在做了一件事之後突然有了一個選項，一個是繼續保持著自己是高傲，二是低下頭把自己的自尊按在地上踩，而他爲了自己的人設選了一
人有著自己的個性，但遇到了一件讓自己人設崩塌的選項就還是會選擇保持自己的人設，直到自己被社會狠狠的打了一巴掌
在網上扮演過不同的人的性格年齡但唯獨還是不敢把自己暴露在網絡上，每當破綻出現那個人總想把整件事問個一清二楚，我不想把事情搞得那麽難堪不能不問嗎？
我好像得了一種病，但是不知道是什麽，我猜到了，但是我始終不敢相信，我不願意去看醫生，不想面對現狀，我好像一直在自我封閉，一但有人觸碰到了我的自尊心我就會爆發，我不想出門也不願意出門，每當有人來家裏做客我總是把自己藏在一個我自認爲很安全的地方，我沒有嘗過社會的毒打也不想面對，一個高傲久了的人突然被一個人踩在地上碾壓不知道很可能會讓他去自殺嗎？爲什麽總有人只站在自己的角度來看待別人，我有不想，我能怎麽辦，一個個的都把開玩笑放嘴邊，要不是看在她們是長輩我早就！
說實話我也是第一次說出自己的心聲，別的我都是抱著做戲的心態說的?
有時候感覺自己好像是個瘋子，能對人起了殺心的瘋子，看到別人被刀受著不公平的對待我的第一反應居然是憋笑?
我知道沒有人會喜歡去聆聽他人的心聲，所以我很少跟人傾訴，原來有時候聆聽久了真的會被感染啊
沒什麽了，我有點累了，晚安吧

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