I was six years old and I asked my mom “When are we leaving?”. She said, “in a minute”. My question might seem innocent, that I was just bored to be in a supermarket, that I just wanted to go somewhere else. But it’s not. The feeling of fear and extreme anxiety was present, in…
My heart stopped beating on March 26, 2019. On a Tuesday, on my way back from a weekend in Berlin. I don’t remember if it was rainy or what I ate that day, just a song by Pierre Lapointe that I had in mind when I opened the door on the 4th floor. What followed…
I booked my trip to Lisbon in January, planning to spend 5 days there meeting some old friends and shooting a few new models. I thought it was going to be a relaxing one, as I knew the city well enough and the idea of seeing some familiar faces was very comforting. Then Manu sent…
After my mother’s death, there was a kind of release, an end to the fear of disappointing her. It had been some years of slow decay, due to her cancer and, in hind sight, the reason why I never really invested myself in a relationship, too. She was someone born out of her time, with…
I had absolutely no fallout from coming out. I made a huge deal out of it for years. Terrifying, sometimes paralyzing, fear of being rejected by the most important people in my life originated the crippling social anxiety I still have today. But if you really think about it just the concept of “luck” is incredibly…
I am the second of 4 children. My older sister was an exemplary child, responsible who got good grades. My brother following is autistic and needed a lot of special attention. I was always the one in the middle, annoyingly shouting for attention. It quickly became my ‘stick’. I was a naughty kid with a…
I am a 33-year-old designer living in Korea. I am trying to talk about myself but I’m not quite sure what I should talk about.Frankly I am not really a good writer. I once tried publishing a web comic serially but I had to stop because I couldn’t write the story lines, lol. So I…
Throughout my life i have always had a fight within in accepting myself. Accept all my flaws and who I really am. I am starting now, slowly, to re understand it, but before I had been struggling a lot and I still do sometimes. I guess it’s also because of my job. Because I am a…
I met him one year ago. With the first eye contact, we bonded. He became my best friend instantly. From that moment we couldn’t stop talking and seeing each other. Quickly our friendship took another turn; and during a party, he kissed me. At that moment I got scared. Scared because he was straight, scared…
