Daydreaming Fanatic

An emotional outpouring, deeply repressed. A monologue from someone with a mental illness.

My name is Su Huai. I'm an utterly ordinary person, yearning for the success society defines and the peace of returning to nature, yearning for passion, though in the end, everything falls silent.

Depression? Mania? Negativity? Pessimism?

None of that gets in the way of my wild daydreams.

I've diagnosed myself. I suppose I'm a... daydreaming fantasist.

Are you ready to open my diary?

An attempt to shape the complex character of "Su Huai" through the style of a modern person's diary.

Warning:

An imperfect character!

I'm keeping this book here to collect things I've been wanting to write. The other book might not continue for a while, and I'm afraid I'll forget, so I'm putting these ideas here. But leaving it unfinished looks bad, so I've marked it complete instead (my mild OCD is laughing and crying). Once I write something new, I'll just change the final chapter.

Theme: A flower of the spirit blooming between a tedious reality and a false fantasy.