Who are you?

Finally, I’ve experienced what being a teen is all about: losing yourself. 

For most of my early teenage years, I’ve been balanced and loving and accepting towards my own person. I actually liked who I was, which seems so hard to do now.

The first few months of 2015 shattered every little thing that I thought made me who I was. I lost myself. I knew it was coming, but ignored it and when it hit me it was more powerful that I could have imagined. I felt perverted, even though I didn’t do a thing. I felt emotionally broken and exhausted. My spirituality has never been farther from me.

Summer is here now. And summer is my medicine. Everything is serene. I’m set on redefining myself. I tried meditation a couple of times, but I’m not sure what it’s all about yet. What I know is that this summer will be full of self-development and equilibrium, health and art. In a way, I’m happy I went through disaster. This way, I’m going to appreciate peace more when I find it.

I also made a video trying to answer this short question: Who am I? or

Who are you?