âšÂ âïžÂ Tu An: Why I Write âš
I write so you donât have to fall into the dark to understand it.
I donât write tragedy to glorify pain.
I write it to translateâ
so even those whoâve never touched the fire
can still feel the echo of its burn.
âOh. So thatâs what itâs like.â
And maybe they wonât have to fall in
just to understand how deep it goes.
Maybe someone already in the pit
Maybe theyâll look upâ
and see sky instead of dirt.
And for those who survived in silence,
with soft voices and hard memoriesâ
I want you to know: I see you. Iâm your friend.
Iâm just a ghost crawling out from the depths,
carrying quiet scars where no one can see.
And when you think no one understands,
âI know it hurts like hell.
My stories arenât puzzles.
You donât need to study them.
You just need a heart that feels.
I write broken characters
but to hold up a mirror and say:
âYouâre not alone in the dark.
And maybeâjust maybeâ
P.S. Basically, all my works have:
High emotional damage â please proceed with caution.
(I add â ïž warnings for high-intensity pieces.)
An absurdly wide range â like I have multiple ghosts inside my brain
(which might be true).
Medical satire with glitter
Soft girl with a rabbit problem
