When I was young, I felt very inferior. I always wanted people to look up to me, I wanted people to think I was intelligent and capable, so I always tried to study hard so I could seem to be intelligent and capable. My logic was, if people didn’t look up to me, they would look down upon me, if people looked down upon me, I would have no dignity to live in this world, because I feared death and didn’t want to die, I tried my best to make sure that people didn’t look down upon me, I felt inferior, but I don’t think my classmates knew that, they thought that I was a diligent person, a hard-working person, but actually I was just a person who felt inferior. I was driven by my inferiority. And it greatly harmed me.
