fourth grade is the earliest memory I have of feeling different.

I grew up in a world with loneliness, conflict, and quiet.

Being true to myself means being both Open and Honest.

Hanging out with my mum put a lot of my insecurities to rest.

14 is the earliest memory I have of feeling different.

I grew up in a world with Cats, Dogs , and Rabbits.

I grew up in a world with violence , racism, and homophobia.

I grew up in a world with Heiii, Huhu, and Moin.

Hihi – New York

My little white lie is...
I am not totally real professionally.

My truth is open.

Being true to myself means being both Responsible and playful.

Hanging out with friends put a lot of my insecurities to rest.