During my time at school, I was bullied for being gay and was labelled as “effeminate”. I was pushed around and insulted. I was beaten and had my head forced into the toilet while my bullies laughed. These experiences filled me with anger and helplessness, leaving me unable to breathe. I felt suffocated, afraid to let anyone see me, ashamed of who I was.

They called me «faggot», and said I was worthless. It took a lot to force a smile. I’ve learned to take pride in who I am, everything that made me different also makes me unique. They’re the characteristics that make me great. They allow me to love and accept myself as I am.