As I sit here, fingers trembling over the keys, tears are streaming down my face like a relentless river. It’s not just the physical agony that’s making my body shake, no, it’s something far deeper. My stomach twists in ways I can’t even explain, battling the absolute worst diarrhea I have ever endured. My body feels like it’s betraying me, like I’m being torn apart from the inside out. Every passing second brings more pain, my butthole feels like it’s been ravaged, each wave of agony worse than the last. But the worst part isn’t even the physical pain. Oh no. It's the *realization*. My eyes sting from the salty, 6.5 pH tears cascading down my face, my soul aching with every drop. This is all Because of the mind-shattering, unbelievable, and utterly crushing truth that I had the misfortune of stumbling upon today June 27th of 2025. But Why does this have to happen? Why does this truth have to be mine to carry? And why, WHY does it have to be tied to this MASTERPIECE of a manhwa (hence why I’m spilling my broken soul HERE) I swear, it felt like my very perception of reality was shattered in that instant. How could something so pure, so beautiful, destroy me like this? Huhu...It took me what felt like an eternity to process it...But even now, even as I sit here, shaking and broken, I am still struggling to understand the depth of the pain this has caused. And all I can think is: I wish I were Jared 19. Oh, If only I were Jared 19! maybe, just maybe I could escape this nightmare....But no… no, here I am, trapped in this emotional hell, drowning in this ocean of despair, and there’s no escaping it. I pray you won’t feel the same gut-wrenching devastation I did. I can barely form words through the flood of tears and disbelief. I don’t want you to be broken like I was but at the same time, I need to get this out. I need to warn you, but I’m not sure if I’m even strong enough to speak it...Every word feels like a knife to my chest, every letter a stab to my soul....i need to take a few deep breaths before i type this out but it’s so hard… So, so hard.....breath in..... breath out....I can’t do this… I can’t… but I must. here goes nothing… the truth that will haunt me forever. The truth that will leave you questioning your very existence.....the b- baby......the baby..is.. gonna turn out deformed and..very unsightly :// And now that you know, I don’t know how either of us will ever recover.
As I sit here, fingers trembling over the keys, tears are streaming down my face like a relentless river. It’s not just the physical agony that’s making my body shake, no, it’s something far deeper. My stomach twists in ways I can’t even explain, battling the absolute worst diarrhea I have ever endured. My body feels like it’s betraying me, like I’m being torn apart from the inside out. Every passing second brings more pain, my butthole feels like it’s been ravaged, each wave of agony worse than the last. But the worst part isn’t even the physical pain. Oh no. It's the *realization*. My eyes sting from the salty, 6.5 pH tears cascading down my face, my soul aching with every drop. This is all Because of the mind-shattering, unbelievable, and utterly crushing truth that I had the misfortune of stumbling upon today June 27th of 2025. But Why does this have to happen? Why does this truth have to be mine to carry? And why, WHY does it have to be tied to this MASTERPIECE of a manhwa (hence why I’m spilling my broken soul HERE) I swear, it felt like my very perception of reality was shattered in that instant. How could something so pure, so beautiful, destroy me like this? Huhu...It took me what felt like an eternity to process it...But even now, even as I sit here, shaking and broken, I am still struggling to understand the depth of the pain this has caused. And all I can think is: I wish I were Jared 19. Oh, If only I were Jared 19! maybe, just maybe I could escape this nightmare....But no… no, here I am, trapped in this emotional hell, drowning in this ocean of despair, and there’s no escaping it. I pray you won’t feel the same gut-wrenching devastation I did. I can barely form words through the flood of tears and disbelief. I don’t want you to be broken like I was but at the same time, I need to get this out. I need to warn you, but I’m not sure if I’m even strong enough to speak it...Every word feels like a knife to my chest, every letter a stab to my soul....i need to take a few deep breaths before i type this out but it’s so hard… So, so hard.....breath in..... breath out....I can’t do this… I can’t… but I must. here goes nothing… the truth that will haunt me forever. The truth that will leave you questioning your very existence.....the b- baby......the baby..is.. gonna turn out deformed and..very unsightly ://
And now that you know, I don’t know how either of us will ever recover.