I’m participating to show people that despite all your set backs in life whether it be a disability or addiction, mental illness, abuse, Physical disabilities. No matter your job, race, religion etc you deserve happiness and healthy boundaries in life.
It's sad when people believe the abuser, not me.
You can't tell most of my labels by looking at me. In some ways, that is lucky. It protects me. But on the other hand, it makes me invisible. I want others to know that there are people out there like them, even if they can't see it.
Every single one of use - at our core - wants the same basic things in life, feels the same hopes and pains, loves, and losses, and each of us matters.
Labels have affected me in so many ways from being too white to represent my culture (Puerto Rican) to saying I am too fat and ugly to model/ pole, to being told I can't accomplish things because of my diagnosis and because of my trauma.
