Yes, everyone says that. Even though sometimes I don't realize it. that he was having symptoms that showed slight signs of depression Human beings are familiar with the diversity of living things of the same type as themselves. And there is no interest in characterizing this person in a specific way. Maybe except for some people who have a lot of love for another person.

Until you can feel everything about the other person, even though the other person keeps things deep inside. But people like us Another world is always different. Some people can touch another person's heart just by walking by. Just in opposite directions Even though we don't know each other, even if we don't love each other

I don't know how I was able to withstand so much torture. When did it start to get used to and become numb? Or who was the first person to torture me? I only remember that it was the path I walked and stayed. Even if you find a way out, the destination remains the same. There will still be suffering as before.

If you understood what I said, you would think that I am a young woman who is surrounded by suffering. The pain is inside And it smells too dull.

Yes, everyone says that. Even though sometimes I don't realize it. that he was having symptoms that showed slight signs of depression Human beings are familiar with the diversity of living things of the same type as themselves. And there is no interest in characterizing this person in a specific way. Maybe except for some people who have a lot of love for another person.

Until you can feel everything about the other person, even though the other person keeps things deep inside. But people like us Another world is always different. Some people can touch another person's heart just by walking by. Just in opposite directions Even though we don't know each other, even if we don't love each other

Question: Where am I now?

Answer: I live in a world of normal people. But they often live in another world that is not normal.

These divisions meant I could never be normal. It was as if the pieces of the soul were never complete. When you're somewhere else But your thoughts are in another place. And when you're breathing in another place But your heart is beating in another place These small things become smaller as time makes me numb.

But it caused many long-term wounds. When I was just starting out I might just be something that never came to my senses. Always falling and standing suddenly. By the time I was able to adapt, I had lost a lot. I almost lost many things. All that's left now are the countless broken pieces of my old self.

I slowly put it away but never thought of trying to attach the pieces back together. Because it's not necessary. Just keep it.

What I love The things I am closest to are always in another world. Make my other world nothing Nothing much And often it's empty. But I didn't say anything. What would affect my other world? I accept this as a habit and don't complain when I have to complain about life.

Because I think my shitty life is valuable in its own right. People have many things to make amends for many things they have done. No matter when or how long it has been. Whether you remember or never remember Everything always has a reason to happen. I have learned and encountered many things.

More than normal humans can understand and comprehend. More than the average human being has a chance. You think it might cause problems in your world. It is thought that stories from another world caused a young girl to have a broken and unhappy life again. But have you ever asked a young girl what she thinks? What do you think when you cry and your eyes run down your cheeks?

What do you think when you're depressed and sick? It might be hurt, it might be resentful, it might be hateful, it might be letting go. No one knows but you know, except me.

Sometimes I find a way to heal myself. and do everything normally It didn't help much because a lot of it didn't hold its own. But still, I think it's good, sometimes good, sometimes forgotten, sometimes recalled, sometimes forgotten, sometimes it's fun. You may not be able to build long-term friendships or talk seriously with anyone, but if you accept it, Just keep living with it.

Time will make me numb and help me in many things like it has helped me in the past. I was still alienated and not myself in the world of normal people. But you can still live and continue learning with the time you have. As for the other world where I spent my life and had so many stories, it still sticks with me. It is my ability to live between two different things. I can be fierce.

Be brilliant in a world that's right for me But when I came back to another world, I had to be an ordinary person and have nothing. It will even look worthless. Some looked stupid. Some looked ragged. Sometimes it's the bias of some people who don't like me without any reason. But that's the normal human life I'll have when I live in a normal world.

As for the time I live in another world where I can be myself. Being a normal person from an ordinary world, you probably can't imagine what being yourself like me really is like... Which I'm glad I looked stupid to in their eyes. They don't know anything. Is that the best thing?

A young man with dark brown hair sat down next to a thin woman. In a room that smells of herbal medicine Various decoctions and dried herbs It doesn't go well with this modern white room. But as the days passed, he started to get used to it and often casually said that he liked her to her. Maybe it was because he liked watching her move and do things in this room.

I like that she goes around inspecting the seeds of various herbs. I like the way she slowly looks down at the boiling water in the pot. I like that she gently uses her hands to hold the dried medicine. I like how she gently uses her slender fingers to spread out various medicinal seeds to determine the amount for cooking. He likes to look at her when he's unknowingly chopping up the heads of various herbs or reading about potions or knowledge about them.

She's so independent when she's around the things she likes. She looks magical and worth looking at. She looks different. Sometimes I think her face and body change when she does, touches, or touches something of her own. But because of various things during this period, I have learned that I should be indifferent and quiet when I see something that seems more ordinary than people can understand. Once it's done like that

It's like I've gotten closer to her. I tell her every day we spend together what I like about her these days. She nodded and acknowledged that she liked herself as well. Even though things are bad right now, there is still time to do these things. And I know we're in for worse in the coming days. But we're just waiting. While waiting, we just live our lives as normal as possible.

“Do you think you are weak?” I asked her, after asking to tell a little about her.

“That's right. I'm very weak in some things. Some things can be strong despite suffering. I think it depends on us. Which side will you be more comfortable using? Or how often do you use it? Everyone has these two things. weak-strong It's just that some people may use one side too often. On the other side, it looks like it doesn't exist or is hidden inside.”

“I think she's very strong. This word suits you the most, you know?"

She smiled slightly in response. Looks tired

“If it were me, I wouldn't be able to endure many of the things you endured. I probably couldn't go through it like you went through. Otherwise, I would end my own life.." I said.

“Look at me,” she said.

And he turned to look at her. Looking at her, she stared back with very tired eyes.

"Listen.. to survive But it's not perfect. Made it through but lost a lot. It's like people go into battle with all five senses. When they come back.. that means they can come back alive. But of the five feelings, only one remains.. You know?" She gently held my arm. “You are such a good person. And it was great not having to go through anything like that. The way I went through

It might prevent you from being a model right now. I may not be standing here. and look into your eyes.” She reached out her hand. Touch my eyes gently “You have such warm eyes. The eyes of someone who is attentive all the time... Keep it like this forever,” she said in a trembling voice. It made my heart flutter. I squeezed her hand tightly, confirming my answer that I would keep it.

"And you have to let me see you like this for a long time, okay?" I said.

But she didn't reply.

Just look and smile like you used to.

She leaned on my shoulder. And I hold you tight We encourage each other in our own ways. She says she's glad to have me as a friend. Even though I was more than happy that she said those words. It's like she accepted me as her friend.

Today's fatigue will disappear, I tell her, and she quickly denies that, not really, and chuckles. And it made me laugh too. So I put her to sleep. Don't worry about anything. I'll be here while you rest. before gently stroking her hair to make her understand

and told her again that It will gradually disappear..

And this time she didn't object.

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