Subtitle: The Master of Transformation, I Survive Every Day)
No one knows who I am.
Not even I know myself.
I have lived with 100 different identities.
If I had been an actress, maybe I could have played different roles on stage and lived more easily.
But in reality, I had to embody them myself.
And that was exhausting, sometimes even brutal.
In the past six years, I have taken on countless jobs.
Webtoon scriptwriter, web novel writer, funeral assistant, strawberry stem remover, construction worker marking chalk lines, local newspaper reporter, insurance planner, cosmetics salesperson, TV station journalist, design company employee, AI painting artist, AI content creator, publishing company employee, student, teacher, logistics worker, content planner, blogger…
I am someone who can juggle five jobs at once.
But amidst all this change, one thing has remained constant.
I am a writer.
An unpopular one, perhaps, but I have never stopped writing.
Not a single day in six years.
The truth is, I crave stability.
I want to hold onto one job for a long time, to love one person for a lifetime.
But fate never allows me to stay still.
No matter how hard I try, no matter how well I do, the world around me keeps shifting—
as if some unseen force is playing a game with me.
So I had no choice but to adapt.
In the morning, I am a teacher.
By noon, a planner.
In the evening, a writer.
By dawn, a laborer.
Each time, I become someone new.
I have lived with 100 identities, yet I have never lost myself to madness.
Because this is how I survive.
Who am I, really?
Once again, today, I will become someone new.
_Ooahan JS
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