WEEPING WILLOWS [sebaek | chanbaek]

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Endnote

First of all, thank you for all your votes and comments.

And of course, a very special thanks to @Chanbaeksamyu and @RamyaBillakanti for your sweetest and continuous support. I loved reading your comments, it felt like we were having fun reading it in a room together, I absolutely loved that feeling. Thank you very much, dear beautiful souls.

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Thank you for coming all the way, hope you liked the story.

I know it is not a desirable ending, but I wanted it to be this way all along.

I don't mean to beautify the mental illness but I just want to share a feeling that - sometimes people tend to over-try to help the one that's suffering from depression. They try to change them unaware of the impossibility in it and end up blaming themselves when their help fails to make any difference.

It's no one's fault.

Even after the medical advancement, we still know very little about these kinds of illnesses. This only shows how severely fucked up human brains are, almost all the characters in the story were fighting with some kind of monster inside their heads. Sehun's extreme addictions, Chanyeol's anger and hatred, and even Baekhyun's quiet nature couldn't be understood completely. And no one's condition here could be considered less severe than others.

With this story, I attempted to show the complex feeling I got while watching different people's lives; the sufferers, the helpers, the ones that were benefited, and the ones that had it worse.

I really feel sad and confused that how are our lives drifting far beyond help with each day. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't come up with any sort of theory, and I only ended up with this eerily nonchalant painting of life in my head, which I tried to put in words.

I don't know how well I did but I sure gave my all to this story.

Please share your thoughts, I'd love to hear all the different opinions.

Hope you had a good day.

Good night

Sending you love,

Laxmi Bhargavi Golla.

(Actually, I was more stressed out writing the endnote than the actual story. Ahh... God save my brain. )