The Box 小盒子

Sometimes, we reach a point where I order to go on, we have to wipe the slate clean. We start to see ourselves as a box that we’re trapped inside. And no matter how we try to escape, self-help, therapy, or drugs. We’re just sink further and further down. And the only way to truly break out of the box is just to get rid of it altogether. I mean you built it in the first place. If the people around you are breaking your spirit, who need them? Your family can’t even stand on you. Your friends who feel strange to you. Just put them out of their misery. Starting over isn’t crazy. Crazy is being miserable and walking around half-asleep, numb. Day after day after day. Crazy is pretending to be happy. Pretending that the way things are is the way they have to be for the rest of your bleeding life. All the potential, hope and all the joy, feeling. All that passion that life has sucked out of you. Reach out, grab a hold of it and snatch it back from that blood-sucking rabble! -The Beaver-


有时候，我们会遇到一个临界点。为了继续生活，我们必须彻底从头开始。我们被困在一个盒子里，不论我们多努力逃离，自救，接受治疗或吃药。我们只会沉得越来越深。逃离小盒子的唯一方法，就是把一切全部丢弃。这盒子是你一手打造的，如果你身边的人只会打击你，你还需要他们吗？你的家人无法接受你，你的朋友对你感到陌生。干脆终止他们的痛哭吧！重新开始并不疯狂，疯狂的是活的苦不堪言，宛如行尸走肉，终日麻木不仁。疯狂是假装快乐，假装你这一辈子所有的事都必须按照着规矩走。所有的潜力，希望，喜悦与情感。所有被人生吞没得一干二净的热情。你得伸手牢牢抓住，再从那些暴徒手中夺回所有! -海狸-