TIANA
I began an arduous journey painted in only destruction that manifested from my pain. A pain that held enough strength to knock down the walls I had built from my formative years that made me see only dark, melancholic clouds. And so I had convinced myself to wear the same exact material as that of my 'enemies' in order to protect myself from ever feeling weak.
Only to lose my identity. Only to lose the simple ability to not judge others off of what others did.
