Another meaning of growing up is speaking against one's conscience.

In that moment, I seemed to understand that the world had abandoned me. I don't understand why everyone can speak against their conscience. I also don't know why telling the truth is seen as negative energy. This reminds me of the honest child in "The Emperor's New Clothes." Do you think he'll also face abandonment by the world when he grows up? But so suddenly, after my friends said those things, I didn't even feel sad anymore. I just felt that from now on, I should only talk to myself. Otherwise, I'll pass on my negativity to others. There's no such thing as true empathy in this world. I don't expect anyone to understand. It doesn't matter anymore. Right? After getting through these hardest days, what can't we get through? It's okay. The saying "Every man for himself" isn't just empty talk. And I remember all your kindness.