August 5, 2025

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This morning I overheard my family being worried about the 7th month.

I was clueless as to why so I asked.

I don't know what's it called but apparently the day when the dead comes visit the living is happening soon.

Well I knew there was such a thing but I never thought about it much or knew when it happens. Now I'm trying to think has the seventh month ever had anything special happen to me.

And I can't remember. So I don't know.

Lately I thought of some knee stories to write but as always I'm not so confident. I have never finished writing a single story before. Fairy tales, maybe. But it's really disheartening.

Even more so with the recent purge and bloodshed of MTL CN Novels.

Oh and I read some manhua and manhwa lately that starts off with wise words.

I say wise but thinking deeper, they are a bit cringey since they're meant to fit with cliche plot.

Still. I read so many even though they are similar.

And it made me thought...

I'm a horrible person.

Don't just read what I wrote about myself. In fact, a very keen person would've noticed no matter how much I degrade myself and try to write honestly.

I'm missing repentance.

Maybe I didn't realize it when I wrote it. Or I did subconsciously and pretended not knowing.

The more I reflect on myself, the more I start to think.

How do I know myself?

And how do I even begin to understand myself?

I don't know.

Sometimes it hurts and feels agonizing when I wrote about myself before.

But was it the truth just because it was painful?

What if... I was trying to make myself pitiful?

Did I really acknowledge and accept my own wrongdoings? Or was it a confession for leniency.

Which goes in circle to how I'm a dishonest and terrible person. Whether I'm doing it consciously or not.

It always feels like I'm trying to play the victim.

In a way, isn't it scary?

I don't know.

I can be so indifferent and heartless sometimes that I could be...

But then sometimes I sympathize so much that I cry and feel heartache for characters.

Ah. I say characters since that's the most of where my emotion goes. Reality is just...

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