Talking to people has been a difficult task for me these days: saying hello, giving them my ideas, or just checking on them, any kind of conversation wears my soul down. It exhausts me. I feel like my words are only limited these days, so I use it wisely on two things: first is for my job, and second, is for the thoughts that are meant to be inscribed through my writings. I feel like being shut down, but this time, not by the world—by my own self; and I do not know when this will end.
But 'though I feel so tired, I won't resort to self-destruction anymore—I was once on that phase, thank God, it was just a phase. And I don't want to go back to doing it again. But if one day I would, I will keep on reminding myself that we should stop before it's too late. I have enough pain inside of me, I no longer need any additional torment to carry.
- Ren Ednalig
Illustration : Sam Yang
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