Some people say that one's mindset is very important, and I strongly agree. Without a “good mindset,” how could people get through those difficult days?

Let me talk about my own mindset: my attitude toward things and people.

When some people sneeze, they say, “Who is bad-mouthing me?” My first thought, however, is, “Who is thinking of me?” Something this simple can reveal a person's mindset. I am a cheerful person, rarely one to compromise with life, and quite easygoing.

I have felt helpless. I thought I was invincible, full of grand plans and ambition, yet had nowhere to put them to use. I have accomplished many things—although, of course, they all ended in failure—but I still feel I have made progress. From age 10 to 19, now almost 20, I have been making my way in society for 10 years.

After all that, what is it that makes me feel powerless and helpless? It is that I have never had anyone beside me with whom I could cooperate over the long term: a lasting partner, a companion, or someone who could keep striving alongside me. A brother, a close friend, a woman—not a single one.

For many years, I have made my way through society all alone. Perhaps the absence of such a person is why I have suffered so many setbacks.

Sometimes I cannot even get a little support when I want it. It is often like this. In fact, perhaps I am unwilling to accept help. My competitive nature is what has brought me to the life I lead today.

That is all for today. I will continue when I have time.