Mountain Guarding Werewolf

I don't know when my life started to feel like a nightmare that was gradually spiraling out of control. I could clearly feel that some kind of indescribable change was going on in me. This change was silent, but it followed me like a shadow. It made me nervous all day long, and my heart was filled with fear. The discomfort that occurs in my body from time to time is like a sharp knife, stabbing my nerves again and again. Having splitting headaches and feeling weak has become the norm, but I don't even have the courage to go to the hospital. I was afraid of facing the probing eyes of doctors and hearing the diagnosis results that might spell my fate. Every day, I live cautiously, as if I am walking on a road full of mines. If I am not careful, I will be blown to pieces. Every time I passed someone, I was worried that they would notice something strange about me. I always kept my head down and hurried past, not daring to look anyone in the eye for fear of seeing fear or disgust in their eyes. This state of constant tension makes my life extremely tiring, as if I am carrying a heavy mountain on my back, weighing me down and making me breathless. Just last night, the peaceful night was broken again. A heartbreaking pain came from my mouth, like an electric drill frantically stirring my teeth. I held my cheek, tears welling up in my eyes from the pain. I wondered if my gums were inflamed, so I endured the pain and walked to the bathroom with heavy steps, wanting to check in the mirror. The light in the bathroom was dim and weak, casting mottled light and shadow on the wall, creating an inexplicable eerie atmosphere. I slowly raised my head and looked at myself in the mirror. That moment