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When I was a child, my mother told me that being too emotional would make you vulnerable. At the time, I didn’t understand it. To me, emotions were something pure. We shared many small moments together and built a bond. For a long time, I naively and steadfastly believed that this was precious and unshakable. Later, I gradually understood, so I learned to withdraw, to pretend that I didn’t care about anything or anyone distancing themselves from me. I thought I could protect myself this way, but every night, I couldn’t bear letting go of the people who had been in my life and the things I had experienced, whether good or bad. I’m afraid of getting too close to people, afraid of loss after giving my heart, afraid of growing cold after passion fades. So, I’d rather keep my distance and make myself seem indifferent. But the contradiction is that I long for warmth, for understanding, and for someone who can see through me more than anyone else. I often ask myself if it’s because I’m not good enough that some people leave and some relationships become fragile. This keeps me in a constant state of self-doubt. But for those who stay and are willing to stay close to me no matter what, I’m truly grateful for their presence. When I think about their kindness, my heart wells up with bittersweet warmth, and I can’t help but want to cry. Sometimes, I silently wish blessings for everyone I’ve met—those who gave me warmth or made me sad. I hope they can all live happily, even if we haven’t been in touch for a long time. Perhaps, emotions are never a weakness but simply my way of living. Even if I’m hurt, I don’t want to become numb. Because to remember deeply and to feel deeply is proof that I am truly alive.
When I was a child, my mother told me that being too emotional would make you vulnerable. At the time, I didn’t understand it. To me, emotions were something pure. We shared many small moments together and built a bond. For a long time, I naively and steadfastly believed that this was precious and unshakable. Later, I gradually understood, so I learned to withdraw, to pretend that I didn’t care about anything or anyone distancing themselves from me. I thought I could protect myself this way, but every night, I couldn’t bear letting go of the people who had been in my life and the things I had experienced, whether good or bad. I’m afraid of getting too close to people, afraid of loss after giving my heart, afraid of growing cold after passion fades. So, I’d rather keep my distance and make myself seem indifferent. But the contradiction is that I long for warmth, for understanding, and for someone who can see through me more than anyone else. I often ask myself if it’s because I’m not good enough that some people leave and some relationships become fragile. This keeps me in a constant state of self-doubt. But for those who stay and are willing to stay close to me no matter what, I’m truly grateful for their presence. When I think about their kindness, my heart wells up with bittersweet warmth, and I can’t help but want to cry. Sometimes, I silently wish blessings for everyone I’ve met—those who gave me warmth or made me sad. I hope they can all live happily, even if we haven’t been in touch for a long time. Perhaps, emotions are never a weakness but simply my way of living. Even if I’m hurt, I don’t want to become numb. Because to remember deeply and to feel deeply is proof that I am truly alive.

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