You Are Haunted by a Ghost — Full Script | Fu’s Corner

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Section 1 : The Question (The Voice Inside You) 

You are haunted by a ghost. 

Not a spirit. 

A voice. 

One that sounds like yours — but isn’t.
You might not realize it.
Yet it’s there.

Is there something you continue doing,
even though you feel you can’t bear it anymore?
Your body is screaming.
Your mind can’t think straight.
Still — you keep going.
Telling yourself: “Just a little more.”

Then, in a quiet moment, a question slips in.
Wait… where am I?
Why am I even doing this?
To survive? For them? To protect something?
But the rush of daily life quickly swallows it.
Even at your limit, you choose to hold on.
Your body screams, but your heart whispers:
“If I let this go… what will be left of me?”

Do you hear it?
These voices inside you —
their true identity is what I call the “ghost.”

There’s an old Stoic idea—
we’re not disturbed by what happens to us,
but by how we see it.
Epictetus said this centuries ago.
And it’s still true.

What torments you isn’t the event itself.
It’s how you see it.
“I can’t let the team down.”
“Children should care for their aging parents.”
These aren’t events.
They’re views you’ve adopted.

So I want to ask you— Are these views truly your own?

Section 2 : Fudego’s Experience

I’ll show you what the ghost feels like…
through Fudego — the one who created this place.

When night shifts began,
her body refused to adjust.
Day and night bled into each other.
She kept whispering to herself,
“I’m fine… I can endure this.”

But a week later,
both of her little toes were covered in huge blisters.
She was nowhere near getting used to it.
Still, she kept going.

Then came a much heavier ghost.

Her father’s health was slowly fading.
She was torn between the life she had built
and the quiet pull to return home.
Every time the phone rang,
something inside her tightened.

She kept asking herself: 
Would I regret not going back? 
Am I being a bad daughter?

She, too, was haunted by the ghost of “how it should be.”

When she finally asked at the welfare office,
the staff member said :
“You know… at his age,
he’ll pass eventually.
It’s just a little more patience.”

But how long is “a little”?
In caregiving, there is no end in sight.

At the time, she didn’t have a name for it.
She only knew there was another voice inside her —
not completely her own —
that kept moving her, exhausting her,
telling her what she “should” do.

That… was the ghost.

Years later, she found a word that came very close.
The psychologist Carl Jung called it the “persona” —
a mask we wear in order to live in society.
It sits in the space between who we really are
and what the world expects us to be.

We wear masks like
“Be responsible.”
“Put family first.”
“Never give up.”

If we wear them long enough,
we forget where the mask ends…
and where we begin.

That mask —
when it quietly takes over —
is what I now call the ghost.

Stay with me.
Let’s go a little deeper.

Section 3 : Where the Ghost Comes From

So why do we still hear this voice?  
Why do we believe it’s our own?

We live in an age full of choice.  
You can choose your work, your place, your life.  
And yet — the voice remains.

Go back in time with me.

Long ago, your life was decided the moment you were born.  
A stonemason’s son became a stonemason.  
A farmer’s daughter tended the fields.  

No choices.  
No agonizing.

Then the world changed.  
We gained our freedom.

But certain voices stayed behind.  
I believe they are memories soaked into the land,  
passed down through generations:

“The eldest must protect the family.”  
“Children must care for their parents.”  
“Once you start something, you must finish it.”

The ghost is made of these old voices,  
shaped by old fears.

The ghost is not your enemy.  
In its time, it protected you.  
It held families together.  
It kept cultures alive.

But you are not living in that time anymore.  
The world has moved forward —  
yet the ghost remains frozen in the past,  
still trying to steer your life.

The problem is believing that voice is your own.

What about you?
Your heart and body — I believe they matter most.

Section 4 : The Hidden Trap

But there’s something else I want you to see.
Even when we know we’re free,
even when we recognize the ghost for what it is—
why do we still stay?

When faced with endless choices,
our minds freeze.
And more often than not,
we choose the ghost’s voice.

Why?  
Because we fear losing what we have  
far more than we desire something new—  
even when what we have is slowly breaking us.

The ghost keeps you there.  
Safe.  
Familiar.  
Known.

You were meant to steer your own life.  
But somewhere along the way,  
you let go of the helm.

Is there a way back?

There is.

Viktor Frankl, who survived the concentration camps, 
discovered something crucial:

Between what happens to us  
and how we respond—  
there is a space.

In that space, we can choose.  
The ghost’s voice?  
Or our own?

Have you ever felt it?
That quiet sliver of space…
where you can finally breathe.

At first, it may be hard to even notice it.
Fudego was the same.
Even now, there are still moments when she loses it.

But little by little,
by learning to cultivate that space,
you can begin to reclaim the helm of your own life.

Section 5：Fu’s Sanctuary

But first…

Come with me.  
Let’s rest for a moment.

If this feels heavy,  
it’s okay to pause here.  
Take a slow breath with me.

Hello… this is Fu.

From here on, welcome to my sanctuary.

Step away from the noise of everyday life,  
… the soft rustle of my wings.

As you breathe in rhythm with me,
let something inside you soften.

Please, take your time…  
and join me whenever you need.

The story I share is not mine alone.  
It passes through me,  
and one day, it may pass through you too.

This is a place where you don’t need to rush for answers.  

I plant small seeds,  
and wait quietly  
until the day you need them.

If this place felt even a little easier to breathe in,  
please come back anytime.

You are always welcome here…  
in the sanctuary where you can hear the breath.

Section 6 part1 : Cultivating the Helm

Before I show you anything more,
let me tell you just a little about Fudego.

She’s simply someone who struggled for many years to fit into this world,
watching from the outside.

And now — she is practicing, little by little,
how to take the helm of her own life again.

What she shares with you here
are the small things she has been doing.
This is what cultivating looks like.

When the voice inside says “I can’t bear this anymore,”
instead of immediately answering with “But I have to keep going,”
she first simply notices it.
“Ah… there’s the voice again.”

No fighting.
Just noticing.

Then she gently asks,
“Whose voice is this?”

Is it the old “how it should be”?
Is it fear speaking?
Is it a memory from long ago?

She doesn’t need a perfect answer.
Just putting a soft label — “This might be the ghost” —
creates a little space.

After that, she picks up the voice
and translates it into her own words.

From “I have to”
to “I will.”
From “I should”
to “I do.”

The ghost says “You have to go.”
She says “I’ll go.”

Same action.
Different helm.

At the same time,
she embraces herself as she is —
tired, uncertain, still carrying everything.

For her, one of the smallest moments was this:

After a night shift,
instead of pushing through,
she told herself in her own quiet voice,
“I’ll rest.”  

She cared for her blistered feet,
applied a hot water bottle,
and simply stayed with herself.

That small act of picking up the voice,
translating it,
and embracing the one who moved —
this is how the helm slowly returns.

It is not about becoming perfect.
The ghost will not disappear —
it once protected you.

What we are doing is not fighting the ghost,
but gently reclaiming the helm.

Section6 part２ : Just Keep Coming Back (The Blue Flame) 

In Zen thought, there is a phrase:
“Shikantaza” — just sitting.
Not to seek enlightenment.

Just sitting.
Just continuing.
In that repetition lies cultivation.

Notice.
Ask.
Pick up, and simply embrace yourself.

She still walks this path, even now —
sometimes forgetting, sometimes remembering,
but always returning.

Continue, even if only on the days you can manage.
It’s okay if you can’t do it well.
There will be days when you follow the ghost’s voice.
Even so, you can come back.

What you’re doing —
it’s quiet.
It’s steady.
It doesn’t blaze up.
But it doesn’t go out.

Just keep coming back.

This is a journey.
It takes time.

Each of these experiences
will kindle a fire in your own heart,
and little by little,
light up who you are.

While living in this relentless society,
I believe you can live as yourself.

You can begin anytime.
And today, from here.

Section6 Part 3 : Know Yourself

And today?

Even now, 
there are times when she moves without noticing the ghost’s voice,
without picking it up right away.

But what feels a little different now is this:
After she has moved, she can sometimes recognize it later —
“Was that the ghost speaking, or was that me?”

“Ah… I did it again.”
“Oh, the ghost appeared.”

This kind of noticing, even if it comes late, 
is already enough.

When it came to her father’s care,
she chose to watch over him from afar instead of being close by.  

At that time, she kept questioning herself.
And through that questioning, 
the questions turned into self-blame —
for not aligning with what society expected,
for following her own feelings,
for being a bad daughter.

The very act of questioning had become a way to punish herself.

Knowing yourself is not that.

It is quietly becoming aware of your own existence,
and gently drawing a boundary between yourself and the expectations of others.
You don’t need to tell anyone about that boundary.

No matter the situation,
no matter what you are choosing,
your own heart and body matter most.

What truly matters —
is that you do not blame yourself.

Embracing yourself as you are now —
that is the key to preventing the ghost from quietly taking the helm again.

Little by little.
It’s okay if there are days you can’t.

Even then, embrace yourself.

Section7 : Final Closing

There will be times when you cannot change the situation right away.
Times when you still have to keep going,
even while hearing the ghost’s voice.

Even then,
if you can pick up that voice,
move with your own words,
and gently embrace yourself —
something inside may begin to shift,
little by little.

This is a quiet journey.
It takes time.

One last time:
Notice.
Ask.
Pick up.
And embrace.
Continue that,

whenever you can.
It’s okay if there are days you cannot.

If something moved inside you today,
even just a little,
I hope you will simply stay with that feeling for a while…
or breathe together with me, just a little longer.

Today, too,
Fu is here.