I went down this rabbit hole called the existential crisis. I want to somehow make a difference, leave an impact, be someone that inspires people and lift them up, but how can I do that when I don't even pick up the pen anymore? When writing is the only thing I know I do best, … Continue reading how can I do that?
If being hard on ourselves mean we just want to be the best version that we possibly can, then be it.
I write because I want my voice to be heard; for my voice to be louder than the screams inside my head.
I was contemplating about posting. It might trigger. It might not send the message I really want to convey. But, I really want to speak up. These are my words. PLEASE LISTEN. WAKE UP. DEPRESSION SHOULDN’T BE TAKEN LIGHTLY. YOUR IGNORANCE WON’T HELP SAVE A LIFE. PLEASE LISTEN AND TRY TO UNDERSTAND. THIS IS REALITY. PLEASE LISTEN AND ALWAYS BE THERE FOR PEOPLE.
The universe represents our emotions, doesn’t it? It’s a million little stars, a series of wormholes upon wormholes, infinite, vast, indescribable, mysterious.
조국은 빼앗겼지만 나에게서 문장을 빼앗을 순 없어
Even though my country has been taken away, they can’t take my words away from me.