These days, I'm very afraid of texting messages from unfamiliar numbers.
On the first line, I get the text [Obsession: Myself] very often.
From the end of last year to the beginning of this year, it was already four times in a month, so I received it once a week.
I got a text message a few days ago.
It was a name that I couldn't remember well for me.
Maybe he's seen one or two times for work.
Another person passed away, I wonder if my heart to leave the world from the beginning of the new year would have been awful... My heart was agitated.
But one more message came through KakaoTalk.
At that moment, my legs were relieved.
'Ah... it was this friend.
This friend has left.'
The memories with him pulled out from the other side of the memory.
About five years ago, he was a young man who came up by train from the province saying he would consult me.
He was a young man who had a lot of dreams and a lot of things he wanted to do.
After a couple of hours of counseling, I couldn't just let it go, so I remember drinking tea and chatting for a long time.
He was a young man with a dream that resembled the thoughts I had at the end of his 20s.
'People with depression.
Like me, I really want to live, but because there is no hope, and because I can't see the future, I want to be a strength to other friends who choose to die as the second best.'
"Do you too? I did."
We clapped our hands and drew on each other's dreams and future many times.
He said he wanted to meet Jaeyeol, who came back from the swamp of depression and suicide attempts and lived in counseling business.
I was a young man who asked many times if I could be like that.
At that time, the expressions and eyes of that time remained for a long time.
I didn't have to think of him often when I saw him once, but sometimes I thought about it every time he came to mind.
Please really hope that he will overcome his depression and become a better counselor than me someday.
May I grow to the point where there is no room to stand.
I don't know how many hours I cried as all those moments came to mind.
But what was sadder was that these tears were not the first.
In the last year alone, more than 20 young people informed me of the end with the text'Obdicted: My Prize'.
In fact, I cried to the point where I cried every moment.
One young man suffered from so much debt after the store closed, another young man was in vain to seek employment as much as 2020, and another man was more likely to get further treatment for the mental disorder he had suffered from the corona. It became difficult, and for different reasons, as well as different names, I threw myself while standing somewhere on the edge of life.
A few months ago, in this in-it column, I wrote the point that the increase in the rate of suicide attempts by women in their 20s was not a'only women in their 20s' issue.
He explained that it may be a'sign' that will soon spread to men in their 20s, women in their 30s, and other ages and genders.
Still, I hoped it wasn't my heart.
However, now everyone agrees that the end of Corona 19 cannot be guaranteed this year.
The hopes of the beginning of the year, ‘I can only hold on until summer,’, the hopes of early autumn, and the hopes of the year-end, ‘It will be fine in 2021’, have collapsed You may have to put it in.
Corona 19 may be caught slowly through the vaccine, but the relay of extreme choice may flow in the opposite direction.
It may be inevitable that this phenomenon, which began to collapse from the generation with the weakest social and economic support base, has grown deeper than the pain right now, as the fear that this pain will not end.
No matter who, when or how they leave, it has become a time when it is impossible to ignore the approaching of a time that is not strange.
At times like this, what is more desperate than experts and more than medical staff is the power of'normal people'.
Corona 19 is safe only when we are separated from each other's daily lives, but our hearts are softened only by facing each other.
How do I care?
It's not that difficult.
If you read my article now and even one person comes to mind, it's enough to send a message right away, whether it's too late at night, or it's awkward because you haven't been in touch for a long time.
How are you.
I contacted you because I thought of you.
Maybe it's a word he really needed.
Just like this, when someone comes to mind, immediately ask hello.
That little word can be a ray of light for someone to live in an endless cave.
So I wanted to say that we all have the power to care for one another.
Please, I hope this year will be a year for all of us, even though our bodies are farther away, our hearts are one span away.
So, I earnestly pray for a year when no one leaves.
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