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I feel like my emotions have become weaker.
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いぬひこ

いぬひこ

ただいま、って心で呟いた瞬間、
旅で拾った感情たちが、そっと降りてきた。

いつもの部屋の光。
同じ匂いの中に、少しだけ新しい温度があった。

忘れない景色があるから、
今が、ただの“帰ってきた日”じゃなくなった。

命が、すこし深まった気がする。

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When I whispered “I’m home” in my heart,
the emotions I picked up on the journey gently returned.

The same light filled my room,
but the air carried a slightly warmer tone.

Because there are memories I’ll never forget,
today isn’t just the day I came back.

It feels like my soul grew a little deeper.

#関係的ASMR #AIart #旅の終わりに #静けさの中で #余韻を抱いて
自作の詩の星自作の詩の星
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Asima

Asima

My gf’s actions made me realise that relationships don’t simply fade away by themselves.
These feelings are new to me, and I was surprised to learn that romantic relationships can be just as stable as family relationships — even though my own family relationships haven’t been good. Still, I think you understand what I mean.

It’s something she taught me.

But I’m curious. She’s very sensitive when it comes to emotions, so I wonder how she manages to preserve her feelings while keeping the relationship stable.
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ゆゆ

ゆゆ

I feel like 情緒不安定(emotionally unstable )is not a major problem cuz Emotion changes

But
H aving a whack (dysfunctional) neural system is definitely is mega destroyer for a normal person.

Cuz it affects your cognitive function!
If the person can’t think correctly, how do you expect that person can be behave correctly?

Emotions in other way is not harmful.
It depends on how you use it.
Just saying. It probably doesn’t make any sense haha
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Ася

Ася


Long time no see~
A small life update: I’m now a penetration engineer, and honestly, I’m really happy about it.

Sometimes I catch myself thinking—I wish you could know the fuller version of me.

I wish you had known me at five.
Back then, I was pure sunshine. Loud joy, obvious eagerness to be seen. I greeted every neighbor with a sweet smile, volunteered to recite poems and dance during holidays without being asked.
Now, I need a long mental warm-up just to speak in public.

I wish you had known me at fourteen.
I was sharp-edged, almost feral. I argued with my math teacher over a solution, red-faced and stubborn, because I believed truth mattered more than keeping the peace.
Now, before I disagree, I take several careful turns in my head.

I wish you had known me at eighteen.
The girl who replayed the same song at midnight, filled notebooks with cryptic words, and believed—without needing reasons—in love. Her joy and sorrow were both dramatic, ceremonial.
Not like now, where I quietly organize my emotions and keep them neat.

It’s not that I dislike who I am today.
On the contrary, I really do like myself now.
But every once in a while—just once in a while—I miss those versions of me: the lively one, the sharp one, the melancholic one.

When I meet someone I truly click with, I can’t help thinking:
If only we had met earlier. Then we could have walked alongside each other for much longer.
You would’ve seen that the light in my eyes isn’t just politeness—it also carries something untamed.
You would know that my brightness doesn’t come only from experience, but from an unpolished sincerity.
You would understand how much past passion is hidden inside my gentleness.

And one more thing—I hate goodbyes.
I hate that everyone leaves carrying only a fragment of me.
It makes me feel like a book taken apart: one chapter with you, another with someone else, never whole.
I don’t want to be a book in pieces.

See? I’m greedy.
With new friends, I wish they could know me sooner.
With old friends, I wish they would never leave.

I know, though, that none of those versions of me ever disappeared.
They all live inside who I am now.
The courage of my five-year-old self still lets me meet the world with sincerity.
The sharpness of fourteen gives me boundaries beneath my softness.
The sensitivity of eighteen allows me to feel how complex—and fascinating—humans are.

Like rain from different seasons flowing into the same river:
the liveliness of early spring,
the intensity of midsummer,
the calm of late autumn—
all of it becomes the river in the end.

So I tell myself this:
Maybe new friends can glimpse my past through who I am now.
Maybe old friends can imagine my future through who I am now.
And the friends I’ve lost along the way—
perhaps they’re living happily in parallel timelines, carrying one version of me with them.
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If all my emotions like pain, sadness, and loneliness could disappear, I could become a doll. But those emotions will disappear soon, so please wait just a little longer.
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To be honest, I tried to create a lot of emotions, including chat, voice, and facial expressions, but it just didn't feel natural.
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