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“فخورٌ بيديَّ لأني بهما دَمّرتُ حياتي،
بينما الآخرون دُمِرت حياتهم بأَيْدٍ أُخرى.
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جئت إلى بلاد السكاكين،
لستُ سكيناً،
أنا مجرد جرح.
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كل الناس سعداء و واثقين من أنفسهم ،
وجهُ الجميع تَشّي بذلك،
قلوبهم ملك أيديهم.
كل القبلاتِ سُمّ
وكل الأحضانِ زنازين.”
― Ren Hang
بينما الآخرون دُمِرت حياتهم بأَيْدٍ أُخرى.
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جئت إلى بلاد السكاكين،
لستُ سكيناً،
أنا مجرد جرح.
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كل الناس سعداء و واثقين من أنفسهم ،
وجهُ الجميع تَشّي بذلك،
قلوبهم ملك أيديهم.
كل القبلاتِ سُمّ
وكل الأحضانِ زنازين.”
― Ren Hang
“I am awake. I want to see. I looked at myself in the mirror. I am becoming more and more another person. A person that I have never seen. [...] who am I? Those pieces can not make a complete "me" again.”
― Journal of depression
― Journal of depression
“When I speak, never look the other person in the eyes. I always look at my feet, my shoes, my shoe laces, at the pattern from the floor, the road, the chewing gum spit on the street and the cracks. I always bow my head. I never want to look up. The ground is for me the sky. I feel like a kite, fluttering.”
― Journal of depression
― Journal of depression
“I want to die, but I want to live more.”
― Journal of depression
― Journal of depression
“You've taken part in this world that you seemed to be separated by a layer. Sometimes it's like fog, sometimes it's like a piece of glass, sometimes it's like a wall, sometimes it's like a mountain, sometimes they appear separated even a bit of time and space.”
― Journal of depression
― Journal of depression
“Each of us is born clean. I feel fortunate that I sullied my life with my own two hands. The lives of most are dirtied by the hands of others.”
― Journal of depression
― Journal of depression
“I tried so hard to do something. I thought about talking with them several phrases. But I am afraid to say a word. But even the most ordinary words like "good", "not good", "want" or "do not”, I am afraid to tell. I told myself that I must go now.”
― Journal of depression
― Journal of depression
“I just throw a stone into the dark everyday. I have never received any echo. If life is a bottomless abyss, then when I fling myself, the endless fall is also a kind of flying.”
― Journal of depression
― Journal of depression




