My mother always looked me in the eyes and told me: "Be careful. Not because people might harm you or bother you... Be careful not to lose your faith in them and, ultimately, lose yourself." And paradoxically, I understood this "be careful" when I lost my faith in people, and in the end, I lost myself too…

We will take this journey together, in our most common places. Where we are identical. Without any more disguises. There, together with fear, guilt, and pain. Perhaps we will finally see that through our crippled entanglements, the light is waiting to find us. We just need to have the courage to invite it.

Because the light… will always bring light, no matter how many darknesses it passes through.