When I wrote this, I was sobbing and trust me, I donāt cry easily, but wow damn, this was heavy. When I grew up, it was difficult to accept who I was because some people reflect their insecurity by calling you āf*ggotā, āvuile h*moā, āj*netā. I didnāt even get the chance to discover myself because they pushed me in a direction that I hadnāt discovered yet. I always denied who I was, trying to fit in just to make it more comfortable for myself. Although, I just made it harder for myself. I spent years feeling stuck in my own body, just not knowing what would come next. Was there a next? I had absolutely no idea who I was, what I wanted, who my friends wereā¦ just feeling lost.
Now Iām 20 years old and stronger than ever, happy with who I am, happy with all the people who surround me, justā¦ happy with who I am. The people you can see on the photoās (+ the people in my heart) made me accept who I am, how I dress, how I behaveā¦ You made me fall in love again and once again, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THAT! š§” You really have my heart because little Jarne never thought I would be here in Lisbon, stronger than ever, more myself than ever, and Iām so grateful for it! Canāt wait to spend my 20s with you all and make even more memories!
REMINDER: everyone is struggling inside, so be kind, but also donāt forget to act like a diva š
Pssstā¦ I didnāt forget you, we just donāt have photos together! š«¶š»
