Disrupted.
That’s all I can say about you from our conversation last night.
Looks smooth in superficial, but partly disrupted in profound.
It’s not totally your fault, I understand.
It’s the ‘mentally-destroying’ childhood that had turned you like this.
But since I’m related to you, then I should not be satisfied with things on the surface.
I must go deeper, though I don’t like it either.
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You must know, I don’t like it either!
What advantage do I get by mentioning those things to you?
Absolutely NOTHING!
Your anger is one of the possibility I already know from the start. But anyway, I take the risk! It’s for your own good.
And what is my motive? It’s for you to find out.
The answer is very simple if you care enough to look wider beyond your horizon.
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Mission accomplished whether you like it or not.
Your response is not my concern.
I have done my part, and it’s your turn to keep the ball rolling.
Even if you won’t keep it rolled, I have nothing to do with it anymore.
It’s your life, indeed, and all decisions lay in your hands.
