I grew up in a world with morals, ethics, and truth.

K – Idaho

My little white lie is...
my lack of confidence my self hatred the contempt I might feel my ambitions my future my projects.

My truth is my truth.

Being true to myself means being both myself and myself.

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

Me being 4 years old is the earliest memory I have of feeling different.

I grew up in a world with uncertainty, misery, and survival instincts.

I grew up in a world with Guns, Wild dogs, and Weed smoking cousins.

A smart kid

My truth is self discovery.

Being true to myself means being both articulate and aware of my own boundaries.

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

Someone pointing out my freckles is the earliest memory I have of feeling different.