[Contest 2] Adios, my dear

[Short Story] Your Existence

It's hard, I hate myself so much.

No one cares about me, I feel so alone and far away, so today too, I secretly and carefully shed tears in the corner of my room.

Because I was alone, because I was alone. Because there was no one by my side, because there was only silence. That's why I hurt myself.

Of course, it wasn't self-harm or anything like that. But I was beating myself up.

Actually, I don't really feel the importance of my own existence. Who will understand my feelings, comfort me, and be there for me?

Because of false hopes, what's left are overly high expectations, the disappointment that comes with them, and feelings of self-loathing. Is there anything more to it?

I beat myself up, I beat myself up, I torture myself, I crush myself, I make myself a miserable being.

Still, I'm the one who deserves this kind of treatment, so you should blame me. I can't help it.

-Someone said-

They say life is like a novel. Time passes by like turning the pages of a book, and those moments are life.

But I want to burn this novel. Without leaving a trace, without anyone but me knowing.

Even if I were the protagonist of this novel, I wouldn't like the setting. I wouldn't like the protagonist even more.

The spatial setting of this novel is a very desolate and desolate forest from an unknown era.

I wish the background was warm, but it's not like that.

But then, this thought suddenly occurs to me.

Perhaps, the sad story written in this old notebook will eventually be remembered as a happy memory.

-Existence itself-

I love you. I respect you.

Don't consider yourself useless.

Because you are a beautiful being in and of yourself.

Don't be too sad, cry if you're sad.

Tears aren't always a sign of sadness.

자까

Yes, the description is a mess... Please read it carefully. If I ever write a short story, I'll try to write it properly...