Day2-A Life Like Mille-Feuille

Sometimes, I feel that life is like a mille-feuille. We are reborn countless times, weaving unfinished business from the past into new lives. These layers stack upon one another, creating a deep and rich flavor.

Suddenly, I recall the day I attempted suicide. When I came to, I was lying on a bed in a psychiatric hospital. Because I had been agitated, my hands and feet were restrained. As I opened my eyes, I remembered my mother quietly watching over me. In her eyes, there was profound sorrow and love.

Nobel Prize-winning author Kenzaburo Oe has spoken of similar feelings. After overcoming his illness, he says he doesn't know whether he is "the me reborn by my mother" or "the me whose illness was cured."

I am in a hypomanic state of bipolar disorder. I feel that the reason I have an abnormal amount of energy, more than anyone else, is because of the accumulation of many versions of myself. Each of these layers resonates within me, shaping who I am today.

Yes, to me, life is "the accumulation of many selves"—a mille-feuille. Each experience becomes a layer, adding depth and richness to life. I wish to continue living, adding new layers as I go forward.