“I hope that somewhere along the way, you will encounter your twin.”

Nameless Emotions - The Work That Keeps Me Alive
We offer comfort and empathy to those who are tired of the hardships of life.

"We are different.
But they are similar."

The story of author Suk, who tells honest stories to numerous readers through a character named 'Nameless', was born as 'Nameless Emotions'.
Although it may seem like an ordinary story, the author's story, which conveys a message that permeates life, has provided much comfort to modern people who have their heads bowed.


In life we ​​often lose our names.
Often times, names fade from our lives as we are called someone's mother, a position at a company, etc.
People who endure countless depressions and continue to fight to become happy on their own.
These days, as the days go by where we are not doing well increase, and many people are unable to control their wavering hearts, falling into depression every night.
The writer of the book offers a sense of empathy and carefully suggests that we live bravely.

Through the character of 'Mu-Myeong', who means that anything empty can be filled at any time, the author naturally leads a rich and savory story of modern people.
As you read this book, you too will feel a strange sense of excitement as if you have become one with 'namelessness' as you immerse yourself in its rhythm.


Let's give this book to someone who has lived their life putting off their happiness for others, and to me who is tired of living up to the world's standards.
Sentences like the sunshine of a spring day will heal your lonely and tired heart.

“Is there anything more joyful and fortunate than discovering my own painful self in others?
I hope that the short stories contained here are just one of the few blessings you can discover as you journey through life.
I hope that at some point in this article, you will come across your twin.
So that our similar hearts may be light, though not light.”
-From “A life well lived is a life well lived”

We are different.
But they are similar.
Because they are different people.
We live on this planet, breathing the same oxygen as others, contained in their bodies.
So you may have experienced or witnessed similar events.
Finally, I was able to have similar feelings.
Is there anything more delightful and fortunate than discovering a painful reflection of myself in someone else?
I hope that the short stories contained here are just one of the few blessings you can discover as you journey through life.
---From "Siamese Twins"

The real me is extremely three-dimensional.
Both the leisurely and round appearance and the hasty and sharp appearance are all my appearances.
Both the shabby heart and the sparkling resolution are mine.
Whichever you see first, it's just a matter of order.
In that place, I was always like that.
---From "Flat Me, Two-Sided Me"

It is not true affection to bring up feelings that I have not revealed first.
When I was young, I had a diary that I wanted to keep.
Because I had a delicate feeling that I wanted everyone to know.
Not now.
I wish you would believe only what I reveal.
Because that's what I want to make of myself.
There is a power in quiet affection that does not delve into me that gives me rest.
There is an energy that makes you finally open up about other emotions than laughter.
I want to live with old sincerity.
---From "It's not affection, but it's empathy"

Everyone has a child living inside them.
Inside a secret base made by hanging blankets on a clothesline.
The eyes of a child who loves so much sparkle as if they will absorb everything.
It just often staggers.
My child, full of anxiety, gasping for breath under the blanket.
Endure the chilling night of frowning anxiety and uncontrollable conflict.
I live my life with the heart of a child, always caring for myself.
Could it be because of my innately sensitive temperament?
I feel anxious and down.
The moment you believe you have become strong, it crumbles, and the moment you feel relieved that it is okay, it suddenly falls apart.
When, when will I be able to have a night without being wrinkled?
---From "The Life of an Adult, Guided by a Child's Heart"

In the past, when there was nothing to take responsibility for, the mind was considered to be at the top and physical things were considered below.
I believed that even if physical things were not fulfilled, that is, even if I was poor, love and romance would never be broken.
But I learned through suffering from broken hearts and romanticism.
You have to live in reality to be able to live in your heart.
And that we must acknowledge the harshness and hardship so that we do not lose our romanticism and fantasy.
An unbreakable heart.
It is below the food that enters the mouth.
So today, I'm going to make a little effort.
So as not to break.
A heart that accepts and endures keeps life from being lost.
---From "The Origin of Enduring Sorrow"

If you smile as if nothing happened, at that moment you really become a person who has nothing happened.
It was true that nothing happened.
I realized that and became happier.
When I was left alone, my misfortunes began again, but I was not as scared as before.
Because we will return to a bright place again, a bright and fluffy place.
Because the deeper the darkness, the brighter and warmer the light will feel.
So I endured it.
Even with such guesses, I endured the sadness that could not be driven away in an instant.
I will be steadfastly happy.
Sadness is mine, but happiness is truly mine too.
What I have won is mine.
My happiness.
---From "Day of Hope"

Words hide the heart.
There are times when I hide it intentionally, but there are also times when I hide my feelings without even realizing it.
That's what it means to say I love you.
Love, it's such a common word that we throw it out easily.
But love is so complicated.
Love, at first glance, feels so bright and huge.
But it doesn't only contain joy.
When you look at someone you love, you feel sad, then resentful, then sad, and eventually love.

---From "The Language of Love"