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name: Mio
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info:
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alias: Mio
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location: Guangdong, Foshan
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> "Does my name mean 澪, you ask? Not really. Actually, "Mio" is also something I came up with on a whim. I'm not good at Japanese, sorry."
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Mio is from Guangdong, Foshan.
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Her father is a high school teacher; her mother takes care of everything at home.
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She has an older sister who is also trans.
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She was admitted to and studied at one of the top universities in China.
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> My IQ is 130, my IQ is 130!
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> ——Mio when she was small (in primary school)
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She learnt about SRS during primary school, as well.
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In life, she liked to play *Minecraft* and *Karbel Space Program*.
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After all these years, she became a gentle big sister to many people.
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She sufferred from major depression disorder throughout the last year of her life.
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Although she was pushed to suicide several times, she still tried to live as happily as she could.
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She made many friends and built up many relationships in that year alone:
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- She came out to her best friend in primary school.
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- She became close friends with another trans girl.
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- She started to manage the QQ group 春の芽工作室.
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During one month, Mio and her close friend (mentioned above) spent time together six times.
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The backpacks they bought together recorded their friendship silently:
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Her friend didn't expect the goodbye at the airport became the last time she could ever see her:
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Even with her best efforts, she was overpowered by another episode of depression and suicidal thoughts on 2023, Feburary 24th.
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This time, she did not tell anyone about her plan and only set up a scheduled Tweet at noon next day.
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When her mother found her, it was already too late.
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These are the last text messages she had ever sent:
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Translation:
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> . . .
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> Me: What exactly is happening?
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> Mio: Just another episode of depression.
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> Mio: ~~I almost wanted to die.~~
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> Mio: Actually, I was thinking about what it would be like after death just after having dinner.
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> Me: (fainting face emoji)
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> Mio: I'm sorry.
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> Mio: I had already planned everything:
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> Mio: Quit my QQ groups; delete my online friends; schedule a Tweet. . .
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May you rest in peace, Mio.
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