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Now I’m empty. I have nothing to give to anyone. Except for talking about my pain. And since I realize that’s toxic, I’ve simply isolated.
i get thought quite a lot

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Dear Mafumafu and Mafumafu fans,
I have always thought that the utaite community was a safe fandom: a place where everyone could freely express themselves with no judgement, a place where people shared kind words to each other, a place where people could be themselves without fear. We unite listening to Mafumafu’s lyrics which talks of suffering and loneliness and death, but also of hope and love and life. I thought that as we read these lyrics and felt emotions through the beautiful melodies and harmonies that he constructed, we were a powerful collection of stories and minds who embraced each other with our differences and were not scared of the world’s cruel judgement.
Recently, Mafumafu was involved in a “scandal” with a Vtuber (we’ll call her Person A for her decency). As a recap, while Person A was streaming, a discord message popped up on her screen from a person who was allegedly Mafumafu. The message said something along the lines of “My stream has ended, I will be heading home now.” As soon as this happened, Mafumafu’s Twitter blew up with aggressive and angry “fans” demanding answers, accusing him of lying, upset that he “betrayed their trust”. A couple of hours later, Mafumafu posted an explanation on his Twitter, apologising for his “careless actions”, for “making many people uncomfortable”, and that he did not actually live together with Person A. The next day, he stated that he would be taking a hiatus on his activities as atonement for his actions.
I have never written something like this before, but after the events of today (where Mafumafu conducted an apology stream on his Twitcasting account), I have decided that I cannot sit on the sidelines any longer.
The comments beneath his apology post were disgusting. Under the excuse of being his “fan”, people were writing that they “didn’t know whether they could keep supporting him anymore”, or that “he had lied to everyone”, or that “they were relieved that Mafumafu and Person A were not living together”. Are these the words of fans at all?
Previous to this occurrence, I had imagined how the fandom would react if Mafumafu got a girlfriend. It was so obvious to me that we would be happy for him; there may be a little fan jealousy, but it would fade away as quickly as it came. Throughout his career, Mafumafu has spoken about his struggles in getting into a relationship. He shared his frustration of not being able to love, not even knowing what love is meant to feel like, not understanding what attraction is. He told us that he wants so badly to be in a relationship, he told us of his dream to get married and live in a different country, he told us of how he would even raise his children. We heard time and time again of how he wants to be happy with his “soulmate” (quoted) and I thought that it was obvious that, as his fans, we would support him with all our hearts if he was able to finally be in a romantic relationship.
I understand ‘fan jealousy’. I understand that people can get a bit jealous that their favourite celebrity may be in a relationship. I get that. But there is a clear line between choosing to be supportive like an actual fan, and being delusional that your celebrity “cheated on you” and choosing to harass them. At the end of the day, wouldn’t you want your celebrity to be happy, to live their lives how they want to? Especially with Mafumafu. The vast majority, if not all, of his fandom are very aware of his dark and violent past; how he was bullied, how he was stalked, how he was almost always alone throughout his childhood. We know how his traumatic past still haunts him, because we hear it in his music and read it through his lyrics. He sings “how many times have I killed my heart” and “I don’t want to wake up”, and we know this. His most famous cover is literally called “Hated by Life Itself”. And I know that his “fans” are aware of this, because these are the same people that comment on his daily tweets and say things like “good job for making it through another day!” or “you’re amazing for being alive”.
To treat a simple comment like “I’m going home now,” as an immediate indication that two are dating, largely out of the fact they are of two opposite biological sexes is heteronormative and sexist. The very notion that one does not usually hang out with women “except for me” is inherently misogynist. Just because you’re a “fan” doesn’t mean that you are their significant other at all. You’re describing someone who doesn’t see interacting women in a relationship where they’re not allowed to sleep with them - glorified objectification. If we are to accept that there are a variety of relationship statuses for those between the same gender (friends, acquaintances, close friends, etc.), there is no reason to not do the same for opposite genders unless you are failing to see the opposite gender as human; in some way, grotesquely different from you that makes them only available as a dating machine. You’re wrong. Men and women can be just friends. Men and women can be affectionate and just friends. Men and women can even be best friends and yet still, not romantically involved.
Even if Mafumafu and Person A were in a romantic relationship, that is none of our business. Why does it matter? He is not your boyfriend, he is not “cheating” on you, he is simply living his life with the same freedom that we live ours. Shouldn’t we be supportive as his fans, as people who have heard his pain time and time again, as people who want more than anyone for him to be happy?
Just a few hours ago, I listened to Mafumafu’s apology Twitcasting stream where he continuously apologised for saying how he doesn’t have any interactions with females when he actually interacts with females and plays video games, etc. He showed his private Twitter DM conversations with Person A as evidence to support his claims that their matching cutlery was nothing but a coincidence. He apologised for not being able to show his Discord DMs with Person A as they were too confidential. He concluded the stream by saying “I am sorry for causing so much trouble this time.”
Once again, the comments on the Twitcast were appalling; I placed my phone face-down on the table and buried my face in my hands at how ridiculous people were. There were people saying that he was “disgusting”, puking emojis, that “he betrayed them”, and that “he should apologise more”. I don’t even need to explain why this is so appalling.
Mafumafu did not have to apologise, he did not have to show his private messages, he did not have to take a hiatus on his activities, he did not have to justify a friendship just because they were female, he did not have to try and satisfy these toxic and delusional “fans” who thought that they were in some romantic online relationship with him. Just because Mafumafu communicates with his fans very frequently online doesn’t mean that he has told us everything about himself or that he has to tell us everything. Just like any other human being, there are things that he would like to keep private, and he has every right to do so.
This “scandal” said a lot more about the fandom than Mafumafu himself. As a first, a lot of people discovered that “Oh wow! Mafumafu actually has a private life separate from his public activities!” (please note the sarcasm). The level of disrespect, accusations, and the ingrained sexism in the comments of his apology Twitter post was so shocking that it was absurd. Ironically, after the Twitcast ended, the comments on his Twitter page were those of “support”. People were “glad that they can continue supporting Mafumafu” and “sorry for doubting him”. In response to these comments: Firstly, why should Mafumafu ‘repent’ and apologise because he has a female friend, to gain your support? Secondly, what exactly are you doubting him for; he’s not your boyfriend, he is not “cheating” on you?
We have definitely lost a significant amount of his trust and faith towards his fans. Instead of the support he deserved, he received angry lashes of immaturity, arrogance, and selfishness; people saying whatever they wanted to say, feeling entitled because of course, they can’t let Mafumafu get stolen away by another girl. These people did not think about the consequences of their words, how they built his walls back up again, that he tried so hard to tear down, with their own hands. They essentially took him, his selflessness, his passiveness in the face of his fans for granted. No, in fact, they did not consider his position at all.
As his fan, I am ashamed and embarrassed that this has happened.
As a fandom, we cannot apologise enough for the damage that has been stupidly inflicted.
I sincerely hope this does not repeat with other utaites and celebrities. Please protect them and stay kind. They are people too.
Thank you for reading.
「 Kurai Madoromi no Yobuhou e」
「To the one that dark sleep calls」
"Dẫu đi bao xa hay thật nhiều nơi chăng nữa
Đó vẫn chẳng phải chốn tôi hằng ước nguyện."
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Thế giới nơi ta sinh ra và biến mất
Thật tuyệt vời phải vậy không?
Chà sát chúng
Biến nó trở nên lem luốc
Bằng chính bàn tay đang nắm giữ cây bút chì ấy.
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Nỗi ghen tị. Lòng hoài nghi. Mọi thứ
Hôm nay tôi đã ném tất cả chúng vào thùng rác.
Trái tim vẫn luôn kiếm tìm sự giả tạo trống rỗng.
Vậy thì tại sao, tại sao tôi lại thức dậy?
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Hướng về giấc ngủ tăm tối đang vẫy gọi tôi
Buông bỏ mọi thứ.
Nghe theo tiếng nói của giấc ngủ sâu
Đến bên người vẫn luôn cất tiếng gọi
Tôi chỉ đang tiếp tục bước đi.
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Nếu muốn sửa chữa sai lầm đó
Chỉ cần dùng tẩy
Xóa đi những vết mờ. Cũng như khuôn mặt của chính tôi.
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Thế giới nơi ta chẳng thể hít thở này
Thật tuyệt vời, phải vậy không?
Bi thảm thật đấy. Đơn giản làm sao. Thứ cuộc sống có thể thay thế bởi bất cứ ai.
Đó là tại sao. Chẳng còn gì ràng buộc tôi nữa.
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Tô điểm trời đêm bằng nét vẽ nguệch ngoạc.
Trong giấc mơ tôi vẫn đang hít thở
Đi đến thế giới ấy, bất cứ đâu không phải nơi này.
Xin hãy đặt tôi ở đó.
Tôi chỉ mãi nguyện cầu.
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"Trái tim tự do và bình đẳng"
"1 cơ thể khác phù hợp hơn"
Tôi nhặt chiếc cọ để vẽ nên cầu vồng
Nhưng kìa, lạ thật đấy. Mực đen chẳng chảy được ra.
Bản phác thảo bị chôn vùi mãi mãi
Sinh mệnh tôi đang sống ngày hôm nay chẳng có ý nghĩa gì hết
Nếu như vậy, thì ngay bây giờ, ngay lúc này,
Hãy xóa bỏ nó đi.
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Tôi đã giết chết trái tim mình bao nhiêu lần rồi?
Đã bao nhiêu lần rút cạn sắc màu của nó?
Xin hãy phá vỡ cơn ác mộng không hồi kết này
Và đưa tôi đi thật xa.
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Nghe theo tiếng gọi từ giấc ngủ tăm tối
Đến nơi xa xăm tận cùng của giấc ngủ sâu.
Từ tận thế sang thế giới bên kia
Tôi vẫn đang tiến bước
Về phía người đang cất tiếng gọi.
"Một việc nên như thế, tôi nghĩ vậy, phải phụ thuộc vào cái chết để hoàn thành một kiếp nhân gian. Khi còn sống tất cả vẫn chỉ là dang dở. Sâu bọ và chim chóc vốn rất hoàn chỉnh khi còn sống khỏe, nhưng ngay sau khi chết, chúng chỉ còn là những cái xác không hơn. Chẳng hoàn thành mà cũng chẳng dang dở. Chúng về với hư vô. Nếu so sánh với con người thì hoàn toàn ngược lại. Có một nghịch lý đó là con người sau khi chết sẽ trở nên đúng nghĩa Con Người nhất."
Chiếc hộp Pandora | Dazai Osamu.
Dẫu chúng ta chẳng có gì trong tay
Con muốn chỉ cho mẹ thấy
Trong màn đêm cô độc
Chắc chắn vẫn còn ngàn vì sao đang tỏa sáng
Nơi bầu trời xa xăm.
Những điều ta đánh mất
Những thứ không thể lý giải
Bị xa lánh
Ước nguyện không thành sự thật
Nhưng để gắng sức đấu tranh
Hãy không ngừng tin tưởng
Hướng về phía trước
Và tiếp tục bước đi
Dẫu trong tay con chẳng có gì
Nhưng đổi lại, chúng ta có thể nắm lấy tay nhau.
Đừng lạc lối trong đơn độc
Bởi bất kể mỗi ngày có thế nào, con cũng sẽ không buông tay.
Có thứ này con muốn trao tặng mẹ
Để dẫu đêm tối có lạnh lẽo ra sao
Xin mẹ hãy cứ an tâm yên giấc
Vì đã có chiếc chăn ấm áp này đây.
Những thứ không thể quên
Những chuyện không thể chịu đựng
Những chuyện chẳng biết làm thế nào
Và cả những điều đã bị tước đoạt mất.
Nhưng khoảnh khắc con nhận ra
Rằng mẹ vẫn ở đây
Rằng có thứ bản thân muốn bảo vệ, ta sẽ trở nên mạnh mẽ hơn.
Để tự tin vào màu sắc của chính mình
Hãy tự do tô điểm thật nhiều sắc thái
Tiếp tục nhuộm màu thế giới nhạt nhòa này bằng đôi tay ấy.
Dù không được ai công nhận
Hay chẳng thể trở thành một con người vĩ đại
Nhưng đôi bàn tay nhỏ bé của chúng ta
Nhất định sẽ có thể làm ai đó mỉm cười vào ngày mai.
Dẫu trong tay chúng ta chẳng có gì cả,
Nhưng đổi lại, ta có thể nắm chặt lấy tay nhau
Đừng một mình lạc lối
Vì bất kể mỗi ngày có thế nào, con cũng sẽ không buông tay.
Con muốn chỉ cho mẹ thấy
Trong đêm tối cô độc ấy
Hàng ngàn ngôi sao vẫn tỏa sáng nơi phương trời xa xôi.
Bokura No Te Ni Wa Nani Mo Naikedo | link
"Nếu được hỏi có muốn chết hay không, tôi nào cô độc đến mức muốn từ bỏ cuộc đời này.
Nhưng tôi lại chẳng thể cất nên lời nếu được hỏi rằng muốn sống tiếp chứ."

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“Dẫu người chẳng còn tại nơi đây, tôi sẽ sống tiếp, thêm một chút nữa.”
Gửi tới những bạn từng mất đi người quan trọng trong cuộc đời mình.
Thực ra hôm nay dịch xong bài này nên mình muốn nói chút thôi. Khoảng mấy năm trước khi lần đầu vừa nghe, vừa coi lời dịch, mình cứ thế ngồi khóc. Lần 2, lần 3, lần 4 cũng khóc... Lúc đấy mình chỉ nghĩ, nếu có thể, mình muốn đem hết cả cái mạng này trao cho ông ấy. đáng lẽ những người tốt đẹp và được người khác yêu quý nên sống thật dài, thật lâu, chứ không phải loại người vô dụng như mình vẫn cứ tồn tại trên cõi đời này...
Khi bạn nghĩ tin tức tiếp theo đọc về anh là thông báo tác phẩm mới hoặc kết hôn. Thì không, họ nói anh ấy chết rồi.
Nói thật thì đến giờ em vẫn không muốn tin. Nhưng Miura-san à, cảm ơn anh về mọi thứ. Em sẽ nhớ nụ cười ấy lắm. Chúc anh ngủ ngon.
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Chúng ta đang lớn lên, chúng ta đang trong quá trình trưởng thành.
Con quái vật mang tên "lo lắng" và "thống khổ" đôi lúc sẽ đến bên tôi
Khiến tôi trải qua tháng ngày chỉ muốn trốn chạy và biến mất.
Dẫu vậy, chúng ta vẫn phải lớn khôn, chúng ta vẫn đang trên quãng đường trưởng thành.
Cầm trong tay tấm vé của riêng mình, cho chuyến bay hướng về tương lai.
Đã đến lúc nói lời tạm biệt.
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You need me?
No.
I don't need anyone at all.

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I can never find the right words to tell people what I’m thinking. Telling them I’m tired doesn’t work, but I can’t seem to vocalize that I’m mentally exhausted and sick of existing. Telling them I’m sad doesn’t work either, but I can’t explain that I’m struggling not to kill myself and that the joy in everything in my life is gone and when I wake up to the sun in my eyes, I have to struggle to get myself out of bed because most of me didn’t even want to wake up at all. I can’t tell them I’m numb because what I’m feeling is so much more complex than numb and I don’t have the vocabulary to tell them that I feel like I’m drowning and it terrifies me that I feel nothing as it’s happening, and that my insides want to scream but I can’t even find it in me to shed a tear anymore, that every single aspect of my life feels like it’s shaded in grey because someone sucked out all the colors but I can hardly even remember what colors are because I can no longer remember a time I didn’t feel like this. No, I don’t know how to say that. So I just whisper “I’m fine.”