Sometimes I was afraid to admit that I liked art. I was scared that people will judge me and that they will think that I am weird for not fitting into my generation and being a minority.
The fact is that I can look at one piece of art for hours is kind of twisted, but the fact that my generation is spending hours playing video games and looking at a TV is acceptable. That is what terrifies me.
It took me long before I figured that being minority is unique. When I grew up, what people think did not mean that much to me. What I was interested in was my own happiness.
Abstract things are something that I was attracted to since I can remember and now I can say that I am proud of it. I say my my needs out loud because we have one life to live and I do not want to spend mine fulfilling other peoples wishes.
Your voice will be heard if you do not keep it for yourself. Be greatful for life you are given with. Surround yourselves with people who respect you for who you are, with all of your good and bad parts.
Do not lose faith in humanity just because few people have hurt you in the past.
Empathy exists and is not shut down. It is the voices that started to fade out. We just have to turn them up and say it out loud.