I will never fully understand what it means to be:
black, woman, man, white, asian, rich, poor, gay, straight, trangender,mexican, american, foreign and many other categories placed on a person without their consent, knowledge or grasp of these concepts before it’s forced on them…
or to have:
religion, faith, spirituality, both parents at the same time, no faith, no hope, lack of confidence, too much confidence, and the multitude of things that many people use to define each other as a means to define themselves…
What I am full of is:
questions, an endless desire to want to understand, and the unshakable pursuit to be a product of humanity in the search for the culture of everyone.
If I am incapable of fully being one thing, as I have never been fully anything, then my identity and understanding of myself will always be that of everything and everyone. Accept it or not, I’ll try to understand.