To ask me what I’m passionate about is a paradox. It is so simple yet so complicated. The short answer is art. I am a self diagnosed orphan if that tells you anything. My childhood and upbringing was pretty rough and the irony in this is how perfect it looked from the outside. My family went on beautiful vacations every year, I regularly had an updated wardrobe and my nails were usually done. I did ballet. But nobody at school knew that the people I call mom and dad were not even my real parents. They were my aunt and uncle who adopted me shortly before I began middle school. My biological parents were addicted to drugs and alcohol and it got to a point where they lost custody of me. My uncle never wanted kids so he never really tried stepping into the dad role. My aunt was horrible, never understanding why I had trauma from my severed relationship with my real parents. I suppose all of this trauma has lead me to be an artist. I have to put all of the feelings somewhere. The feelings I was forced to supress for so long. I am a fashion designer, at the very beginning of my journey. I love to write and paint and build. I’m in the process of making music. It’s unfortunate that many artists put themselves in a box. I’m unable to. My art is turning the tables for me. It is allowing me to heal. It will be the reason I don’t pass down these traumas to my futur children. I know I will write a book om these things one day. For now, posting these small blurbs has been very helpful.
to die for my designs
To ask me what I’m passionate about is a paradox. It is so simple yet so complicated. The short answer is art. I am a self diagnosed orphan if that tells you anything. My childhood and upbringing was pretty rough and the irony in this is how perfect it looked…
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