I just can’t help but to remember Banana Fish with this. El dolor que Kei guarda desde su infancia, al igual que Ash, es lo único que él ha logrado sentir y lo único que la gente a su alrededor le ha dado, incluso de parte de su familia. Siempre ha hecho lo que se le ha indicado, siempre se ha comportado como la gente ha querido que fuera, siempre ha aceptado lo que la gente quisiera hacerle. Por lo que al final de cuentas su vida era controlada por todo y todos, su persona, sus sentimientos y pensamientos, pero no por él. Él no podía hacer nada. Su salud mental está destrozada, su alma y cuerpo también. Even if Yutaka can give him some happiness, he can’t help him. Not at all. But I strongly believe that loving him is a really big important thing in Kei’s life, for his sake and mental stability. He needs love. Healthy love. And Yutaka can do that. But Kei is the one who has to take that and make it work, for him. If he can’t do that, nobody can. Even if it hurts, I’m still in love with this kind of stories. It’s sad and disgusting, to know that child abuse happens in real life, that maybe right now a kid is getting beaten up, or hurt, and we are here living our life and reading this like nothing. It really make me question a lot about my life and how fucked up this world is. But to some getting help and being loved, like Kei with Yutaka and Ash with Eiji it’s something that give me a lots of hope. Banana Fish made me cry like a bitch, like really bad. And even if the ending was something that we didn’t expect (and love at all) we got to know that sometimes people try, but they’re tired. And it’s okay if they’re. They’ve been fighting all their lives. And find someone for them it’s something that doesn’t cross their minds. But when it happens, they feel like their life it’s starting to make sense. To have a value. That’s why we always need to help, to make someone laugh, to encourage them, to make them feel good. We don’t know what the other person it’s going through. I really wish for Kei’s happiness and for him to never give up. Life is like a boxing ring, the more we get beating up the more we have to fight back, and even if we fall we have to stand up, no matter the tiredness, the pain in the chest or the sweat and blood, the fight is still going on.
I just can’t help but to remember Banana Fish with this. El dolor que Kei guarda desde su infancia, al igual que Ash, es lo único que él ha logrado sentir y lo único que la gente a su alrededor le ha dado, incluso de parte de su familia. Siempre ha hecho lo que se le ha indicado, siempre se ha comportado como la gente ha querido que fuera, siempre ha aceptado lo que la gente quisiera hacerle. Por lo que al final de cuentas su vida era controlada por todo y todos, su persona, sus sentimientos y pensamientos, pero no por él. Él no podía hacer nada. Su salud mental está destrozada, su alma y cuerpo también. Even if Yutaka can give him some happiness, he can’t help him. Not at all. But I strongly believe that loving him is a really big important thing in Kei’s life, for his sake and mental stability. He needs love. Healthy love. And Yutaka can do that. But Kei is the one who has to take that and make it work, for him. If he can’t do that, nobody can.
Even if it hurts, I’m still in love with this kind of stories. It’s sad and disgusting, to know that child abuse happens in real life, that maybe right now a kid is getting beaten up, or hurt, and we are here living our life and reading this like nothing. It really make me question a lot about my life and how fucked up this world is. But to some getting help and being loved, like Kei with Yutaka and Ash with Eiji it’s something that give me a lots of hope. Banana Fish made me cry like a bitch, like really bad. And even if the ending was something that we didn’t expect (and love at all) we got to know that sometimes people try, but they’re tired. And it’s okay if they’re. They’ve been fighting all their lives. And find someone for them it’s something that doesn’t cross their minds. But when it happens, they feel like their life it’s starting to make sense. To have a value. That’s why we always need to help, to make someone laugh, to encourage them, to make them feel good. We don’t know what the other person it’s going through. I really wish for Kei’s happiness and for him to never give up. Life is like a boxing ring, the more we get beating up the more we have to fight back, and even if we fall we have to stand up, no matter the tiredness, the pain in the chest or the sweat and blood, the fight is still going on.