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△ 189｜Non-first-person tragic story experience
Generally, when someone starts a conversation with me with “I heard”, I assume the story is “fake”. Because “I heard” is originally a process from one subjective processing to another, and no matter how objective attitude and identity they use, there is no way to prove the original authenticity of the news. Of course, those who tell stories are 100% sure that they are telling the truth, and even if they pass their own subjective processing, they are absolutely reasonable and reasonable.
Among these stories, the worst, and the ones I almost never believe, are those “tragic stories”, tragedies I heard from a person, and then through my own sympathy for the protagonist in the stories I heard, and then facilitated A new and more tragic story, I generally call this kind of story a “non-first-person tragic story” , and when I listen to it, I don’t take any emotion, but I think it’s a good story experience. ——Because you can see from these hearsay stories how the parties are dragged into the tragic emotional abyss step by step by these heard stories.
I’ve been a friend of women since I was a child, so the female elders in my family, or their female friends, were happy to let me join their “non-first-person tragic stories” tea parties. These tea talks often start with a person’s “tragedy”, and from this “tragedy”, each can cite a similar “tragedy”. These tragedies often have themes that fit the facts of the moment—such as men who change their minds when they get rich, or women who one day suddenly realize that they don’t love the man in the first place.
Although I pretended to be sitting next to me eating snacks, I actually enjoyed listening to these “non-first-person tragic stories”, whether they were true or not didn’t mean much to me, but for those who were chatting The truth of it lies in the sentence “I heard”, and then everyone conducts a series of reviews, laments, regrets, or cynicism around these tragic stories. Sometimes, there are even “non-first-person tragic stories” between them. For example, they will secretly compare which of these “heard” stories are more tragic, more tragic, and more worthy of sympathy and empathy for everyone.
The fun of storytelling is not only the ups and downs of the story itself, but more often, the storyteller enjoys the pleasure of being surrounded by stories – I have seen many people who like “hearsay”, often when discussing a topic, They don’t like to use “I think” very much, but “I heard that” or “I had a friend said it before” and so on. In fact, this kernel is easy to understand – because when a person’s argument is untenable or too trying to be tenable, they will want to use a third-party “witness” to support the accuracy of the argument. As for whether this person really exists, there is no need to expose others at the moment.
In fact, going back to the source, these people all have a more or less common childhood pattern – that is, they are hardly unable to get normal “recognition” from their families, so they are less willing to use “I think” when they become adults. As a discussion of a matter, because they will be afraid of being denied when they say “I think”, and thus “friend out of nothing” for themselves, as support for “non-first-person point of view arguments”.
When I was a child, I was not the kind of person who liked to say “I think”. It was not that I was afraid of being denied, but that I was too lazy to explain too much. Because there are a lot of water constellations at home that are easy to magnify and associate things indefinitely, so I generally only say conclusions, and do not discuss logic and process with them too much. But they soon found a way to get to know me “openly”.
“Peeking at the diary” is not only not “upright”, but later they discovered that I had deliberately planted a lot of traps in the diary. Once exposed, it would prove their behavior of peeping at the diary. So they started looking for clues from the novels I wrote and secretly wrote in class. These stories are very similar to the core of “I heard”. They are all “true” stories told by a person by default when they cannot (and do not need) to pass arguments and prove their authenticity, and then process them through their own subjective processing. , convert them into something they can understand and can use to understand the client.
As a result, the material I used in those strange novels was precisely the “non-first-person tragic stories” that I eavesdropped on when I was a child. A man abandoned his wife when he became rich, and a wife thought she loved her. In the end, when the “right” person appeared, she resolutely chose to betray her marriage. A mother tied her son with suffocating love and wanted to use his achievements to avenge the useless husband who had hurt her. A teacher stepped over. She fell in love with the student after breaking the taboo boundary. Before the incident was revealed, she was the first to abandon the student who swore to love her forever…
It’s just that I didn’t write the three words “I heard” at the beginning of the story, and they all had to suspect that these stories originally reflected the most terrifying dark parts of my heart. Before they could translate these stories into “non-first person”, they felt it in their hearts. We had a deep discussion about it, and they felt that since I can write these things, it is because I have been through, or have such a dark world inside, that the story is written so bloody; and I feel that bringing myself into the An empty character, to fantasize and experience, it’s a pleasure – and of course it is possible to be considered neurotic by them, and the blood of the story is just amplified from those minutiae stories.
They can’t understand it, but up to now, they are still keen on the “non-first-person tragic stories” that others say-but it happens to me, and they feel that the stories I write are my true heart-but think about it, Perhaps for them, the original first-person tragic story is the tragedy that makes people feel truly desperate and broken.
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