I can’t cry on this. The author put to words exactly how I feel. This is way too familiar. How I wish Haemin became someone who survived and told his story. I wanted a perspective on how he survived this moment in his life but alas, may this be a reminder to myself on how the people around me would feel once I committed suicide. In a way, art is the only thing he did for himself. It’s so painful that even his death he did for the sake of other people. I know it’s not real but I hope Haemin was able to free himself of these burdens.
I can’t cry on this. The author put to words exactly how I feel. This is way too familiar. How I wish Haemin became someone who survived and told his story. I wanted a perspective on how he survived this moment in his life but alas, may this be a reminder to myself on how the people around me would feel once I committed suicide. In a way, art is the only thing he did for himself. It’s so painful that even his death he did for the sake of other people. I know it’s not real but I hope Haemin was able to free himself of these burdens.