I woke up in the morning of 4th March, 2022 at 8:32 AM, and recently had a cigarette. In the apparent world, where you, the reader, are living in right now. In the real world.
I woke up just to get a text message from Toby, my supposedly yandere girlfriend.
"Babe, I cheated on you. Are you sad? You know I'm an empath, so? Who is the real one suffering here? Babe, if you're going to be mad at me, I'm leaving this TOXIC situation. I'm actually a poly! Please don't leave me!"
And then, I just got upset that I had to block her. For hell I care I'm letting her do her blackmail's next step as I stepped on a landmine.
I thought my life isn't already bad enough by itself when my mother is too old and sick to work so she can't continue supporting the family, my father is too depressed and busy taking care of me the fact that he doesn't have much days left to live because he has prostate cancer.
My brother didn't pass his exam in North Carolina as a nurse despite he has a degree in nursing and lots of experience in his field as my family expected him to support for the family and renovate the house in this state looking like as if we're living in a squatter home.
And myself is too mentally unstable to work or even study, the fact that I'm under a house arrest until the day my father dies because that's what my psychiatrist agreed on with him.
And yes, this part is a true story. Even Chapters 3-5 in Volume 1 are true stories.
Now I have this one problem that's going to ruin my image as an author on WebNovel.
And the fact that last night, my father caught me playing with myself while I was taking a bath in the bathroom, he knew I was bisexual and he beat the crap out of me half to death and now he threatened to disown me and kick me out of the house all because I'm half-gay.
And the fact that he even tore down the bathroom door so he can watch me take a bath each and every time to make sure I don't shove something up inside me like that again. He doesn't accept me for being bisexual. Well, I'm technically pansexual, anyway.
The fact that this entire novel is a representation of my real life suffering from depression and other mental illnesses, this is where I reach my limit, well almost, if I did, I could have already killed someone by now.