So I've been pretty confident with myself. I accepted everything and tried to embrace it.
I've started to speak for what I think is right, I tried to inform my surroundings and friends about enviromental problems, even tried to encourage them to change some habits, everyone matters. Remember that everything you do, even just baby steps, is important. Everyone starts somewhere, the only thing that matters is that you try.

With the help of my friends, I finally accepted my sexuality and wasn't ashamed of it anymore. I had this feeling like I'm finally me. No more trying to act how others expected me to.

But it seems like my family is trying to destroy everything I am and I don't know why.

So I'm here again.
Finding myself, again.