I am good at darkness. Some people have tried to pull me out of the stagnant water, but in the end, no one succeeded.
When I was a child, I was treated as a monster, and the injuries on my body would not diminish every day, but would only accumulate. I had heard my parents' fears, but I was cowardly and refused to face them. I regarded this ridiculous place as my home and my safe haven. It had not changed until that time. It wasn't until my parents died and they seriously expressed their love for me that I realized that the real coward had always been myself, and it had never changed from the moment I admitted it. Don't dare to question, don't dare to resist, don't dare to understand. I'm just like the monster they say, not always, but I just don't dare to face it. Escape has become my only "self-rescue". I really want to lie down and empty my mind. Reality will always wake you up hard when you think like this and make you face reality.
In the past, I always stood on the wall and looked at the world outside the wall. Now I am pushed out of the wall. There is no way to hide in the wall and rest for a while before standing on the wall. I have no way to go back to the wall. I have to start facing the world outside the wall. It's like the misunderstanding I had about my parents was solved but I can no longer say that sentence. The world outside the wall shattered my self-esteem time and time again, making me move forward cautiously while holding on to my shattered self-esteem. My brain opened up a better path for me so that my bottom line didn't disappear. Perfect crime, punishment for the scum who escaped the law and I got everything I wanted from them.
I learned to be silent.
Concept: The knight's sword was broken
