#mrwang

It’s beautiful. 

That’s how I want to start this. 

It’s unmatched, unparalleled, unsurpassed. He had made upbeat, strong songs about freedom and success in the past but this is the first time he actually became vulnerable. 

This is his feelings. His raw emotions. His silent struggles put into his own form of art. 

If you’re a Jackson Wang stan, you know what he has been going through this year. And what he goes through on the daily. The hate, the bash, the criticism. You’re probably one of the people who have defended him, online and have probably messaged him compliments just to stray him away from the hate. 

So you know what he’s going through. And this song, is something you can resonate with him. Generally and as a fan. 

I both felt it hard. 

This song came right in time of my life where I’m just feeling lost somehow. I kept asking myself do I still love what I do? Why am I still here? 5 years freelancing and I’m still here. No major achievements. No changes. No nothing. 

All I get is abused for being too kind and forgiving. Let my efforts be wasted and burnt. I’m getting drained. I’m tired. I’m done. 

Then Jackson hit me with his line in a comment with 

“We insist because we love it too much.” 

I insist being tortured, bruised and battered mentally with what we do; My passions and the craft I chose to pursue. 

I insist because I love it too much. 

His MV, “the devil in the black dress” personifies his thoughts, hopes and dreams. He’s restrained, he wants to break free. He’s manipulated, it’s holding him back. 

All his thoughts, hate and criticism is torturing him mentally. The pain he wants to portray is like a bullet to the heart. 

It makes you numb. It instantly kills you. Breaks you down into pieces. 

This was a work of art. And I don’t know what else to say so I’m ending this with a letter for Jackson Wang, even though he’ll never see it. But let’s just pretend this will reach him somehow. 

Dear Jackson Wang,

I am proud of the man you are now. I see your struggles. I felt it. I’m also going through it. I promise you are not alone. 

I just want to know that you are heard. Whatever you’re going through right now, it will pass. Time will heal you. Love (from your fans, family and closest friends) will heal you. I promise you that. 

You are heard from the minute you create such beautiful music. Each and everyday you practice, make mixes, adding beats and write music, everyday is a win for you and your passion. 

Please promise me, you will still continue this for as long as you can, until your heart is satisfied from all your accomplishments in your life. 

I’ve seen you grow from a boy to a man. I am not far from your age (in fact you are older than me only by a year), but I feel so proud to see your growth. I feel like a proud mom seeing you accomplish and create something so beautiful. 

I will always be here to support you. I promise. 

With utmost love and adoration,

Ms. M.