I was confused, but now, it all starts to make sense. The more I replayed things in mind, the more it sheds light to the matter. And the more I understand, the more it hurts!

Connecting the dots – is what I do best. A strength I detest especially when things go wrong...

All this time I feel fear. Fear mixed with ire, salted with pity towards a person. Fear in a way I begin to see the person once admired to be different now. Fear, that such person was duped. Manipulated. Brain-washed! Just that easily.

Anger. Because of w-i-l-l-f-u-l-l-y charging someone innocent. Yes, the person did! And the person still, will, with a happy heart.

Hence I feel pity. Pity for such creature! I say PITY. Too desperate forcing a fool out of self hurling blames on anyone at every turn.

Playing scenes in mind, the person wanders off to a world full of null and hunch and folly. Senseless. Unreasonable! Those fury eyes but scream despair anyone can't dare stare.

A dream. A bad one this is. These things that befall seem to be all unreal. A nightmare I want to get rid of.

Bad thoughts on you... that's how people would give back to all efforts done...

Oh it's ruthless! Words aren't enough to let feel the pain...

<to someone>

"I admire you. Esteemed. Respected you above all in it. Put you in the pedestals and hailed you. Looked up to you. In dark moments you are that ray of sunshine we cling to..."

"Now you created walls. Boundaries you ruthlessly traced. All of a sudden you nag with a voiceless indignation. Hateful stares you sparingly throw. Reasons I seek, but couldn't find anything sane!"

"Despite these, pleasant thought of you forces its way in. It compels the mind to believe you are the same. One who does things heedfully. Logically. One willing to spend more time to think, and put things in order before making a move... Once you were... prudent. Principled. Wise..."

"... But now, everything changed."

" You changed..."

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Dear 翻譯,

Good day!

This letter is a way to impart my deepest, heartfelt thanks for every single thing you have done for me. Thank you sooo much.

Indeed, you are hands down without a doubt CREATIVE. 

Extremely creative that you made yourself an author of a pretty intimate book — my life.
Very creative in a way idiotic on being a story maker and a self-proclaimed artist.

Thanks to you I now face stories of my personal life that I myself do not even know.

And yes, you may careen out of control if I tell you are successful!..

Ah! Hopefully, the violet blankets of night cover your path wherever you go, the bottomless pit open its mouth and engulf you entirely, and the ominous heavens pour down on you its pulsing, red hot ember of wrath and curse only meant for people like you.

Gratefully yours,