I really like this story and it's an interesting commentary on phobias. But that moment when Kousaka was waiting for Sanagi and a lot of time had gone by without her showing up. It started to hit me personally. That moment reminded me so much of several times in my life, where I felt like I was completely alone. No one in the world is there for me. No one will listen to me. No one will even care if I am gone. That moment when you lose that hope that kept you together. It feels like you are slowly dying. The warmth escapes your body, a growing pain keeps rising in your heart and you just want to cry, but the tears are coming ever so slowly. All of that takes so long and it's like torture. It's like you are ever so slowly becoming a lonely, empty shell, that has no difference to a corpse at this point. I am happy to have overcome these days and am living my days in a more positive light. But the memories are ever so clear even after so many years.
I really like this story and it's an interesting commentary on phobias.
But that moment when Kousaka was waiting for Sanagi and a lot of time had gone by without her showing up. It started to hit me personally. That moment reminded me so much of several times in my life, where I felt like I was completely alone. No one in the world is there for me. No one will listen to me. No one will even care if I am gone.
That moment when you lose that hope that kept you together. It feels like you are slowly dying. The warmth escapes your body, a growing pain keeps rising in your heart and you just want to cry, but the tears are coming ever so slowly. All of that takes so long and it's like torture. It's like you are ever so slowly becoming a lonely, empty shell, that has no difference to a corpse at this point.
I am happy to have overcome these days and am living my days in a more positive light. But the memories are ever so clear even after so many years.