I am.

I am here. Not because
you told me so
but because I realised
that life goes on
even while I’m drowning
in my sheets and
bloody tears have stained
them all over.

I am here. Not because
I belong to you
but because I understood
that I can be
the change I desperately
need.

I am here. Ready to
claim the space I
deserve. To scream at
the top of my
lungs, to fight for
others and myself because
I am here at
a place I belong
and I refuse to
turn into a ghost
for your convenience.

Why

“… do you have to be the one breaking the silence and fighting for others? Isn’t it enough to figure things out yourself and then to not talk about it?”

No, it’s not. We need to talk, to yell, to fight. We need to do whatever we can to change the way things are. Because they are NOT okay.

It’s not okay that people look down on me just because I’m sick. So what if I suffer from several mental disorders – that DOESN’T mean that I’m weak, that DOESN’T mean that I’m less worth.

It’s not okay that people tell me that just because I’m asexual, I’m wrong. Because I’m NOT. I’m just as normal as everyone else.

I’m sick of the way people treat me, treat us.

I will continue to write and educate because I need to break the silence, because I need to have my voice heard. I refuse to swallow all the bullshit that’s thrown at others and me.

Fuck this. Fuck the way things are. We need a fucking change.