Specimen

This is not a story of recovery.

It is an archive of specimens—bugs and absurdities generated by dysfunctional families, the toxic peer pressure of "public face" (Seken-tei), and the patriarchal structures of Japan.

Here, the lethal, colorless "poison" I have innocently collected since childhood is dissected and observed using the cold, logical scalpels of Artificial Intelligence.

Therefore, do not expect the damp entertainment of "sympathy for a pitiful victim" or a "heartwarming recovery from trauma." You will find only clinical records of unintentional abuse, documented by someone who had to sever their emotions simply to survive it.

If these records offend your societal values and provoke your outrage, you are more than welcome. Your reflexive anger and refusal to think will gladly be collected and processed as yet another specimen, perfectly proving the malfunction of the system itself.

Proceed only if you are prepared to look into the abyss and open the bottle of poison.