Seok-jun Yoon

I once heard a saying that God makes us lonely to lead us to Him. But I was not lonely. I was not following the path towards myself. This was a retreat. I was running away from myself.

People always said so easily that we need to overcome our wounds, embrace them, and accept them as part of our lives. That we need to reconcile with and forgive others to go on living. It wasn't that I wasn't aware of it. It wasn't that I didn't want to give it a try. But giving it a try didn't guarantee success. No one had taught me how. The world gave us new wounds even before the old ones could heal.

It didn't matter whether I liked it or not. It didn't matter whether it was ugly or beautiful. It was just there as a part of me.

I never brought anyone home because of my sick dad but also because I didn't want to admit it even to myself.

What I had to do was to accept all my errors and mistakes as a part of myself. The one and only person I couldn't save was me, and I had to forgive, accept, and love myself. That was the only answer

I feel like dying about a dozen times a day. But when I listen to your music, I want to live. What I'm saying is your music is like what's in my heart.

It'll be more painful to live than to die

When I tried not to see that side of me, I lost my balance and fell to the ground.

I bent my steps towards the direction where the sun rises

The sky is at its darkest before the sunrise