During the moments I found challenging, thoughts arose that I was told were my true, suppressed consciousness. Accepting those thoughts made me feel lighter again, and now I feel more optimistic.
I took deep breath. I do nothing special. I just stare the sight without thinking. That was good. That was right.
This wind／this world／by my body／by 5 senses ／I can feel ／Ah／I am alive／how amazing that I am alive
But I realized then—when someone is deeply moved, they can’t always respond with proper words. It wasn’t “Come visit again,” but “Come home again.”
There are times when life and living feel unbearably painful. But I don’t think life itself is a bad thing. There are warm, gentle moments. There are always friends who welcome you with open arms. No one is ever truly alone.