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Illustration by Yilin Yang
Reflect Sometimes psychological trauma can not be directly seen in the physical scars, for me, depression is like a crack in the mirror, breaking me into many pieces. When I lose control of my emotions, I feel I become strange. Stubborn, anxious, crazy, hoarse, and weak.
Illustration by Yilin Yang
Pause My life is like a game that is almost over, but I can’t choose to restart or give up. I can only move forward with only half a heart left, even if there are more difficult levels in front of me.
Illustration by Yilin Yang
Good night Depression has caused me to have severe auditory hallucinations, and sometimes I always see bugs in my peripheral vision, so I feel dirty around me and always want to clean up. I was at home, but once I entered the room it was like entering another dimension, a strange place that made me feel terrible, surrounded by things that I feared and hated.
Illustration by Yilin Yang
Hug Love is a kind of pressure for me. Love is not only positive, sometimes love makes me anxious. When love passed to me through the words, I was almost submerged, when Love passed me through a hug, I suffocated. Sometimes I wanted to hug back, but sometimes I wanted to let it go.
Illustration by Yilin Yang
In droves In order to reflect the loneliness, the girl sits with the bird on the wire and enjoys the sunset. The feeling of loneliness varies from person to person. For me, I enjoy the state of being alone. To let the girl look like a bird in the air is because I think birds are a form of freedom.

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