There's No Such Thing as an Easy Job

by Kikuko Tsumura

if I want help, I’ll consult a professional or someone I trust, not a stranger who tries to fabricate weakness in others for themselves to inhabit.

Nobody’s life was untouched by loneliness; it was just a question of whether or not you were able to accept that loneliness for what it was. Put another way, everyone was lonely, and it was up to them whether they chose to bury that loneliness through relationships with other people, and if so, of what sort of intensity and depth.

I felt that a hole had opened up in my heart. If being busy would prevent me from having to look at that hole, I could probably handle any kind of job.