It’s hard navigating my feelings about this year. I’ve been really cautious about who I chose to keep close and who I can try to give away parts of myself to. It’s funny how shit (life) will unfold its face in front of you. This year, I finally have a network of friends that are nothing but supportive. There were a lot of short-lived connections and losses, which is totally okay. Around my birthday, I lost someone very important to me, and I still constantly struggle with grief. I miss Gina every single day and sometimes I don’t know what to do with myself other than to be consumed by overwhelming hurt. I’m getting better, I think. I really fucking hope so. Everything I do is for her. She is my muse, one of my best friends, and the one who pushed me to keep living and making art. I really owe it to her.
I try to remind myself that it was a good year in some ways. I adopted Prompto, who ended up saving me more than I intended. I organized a very successful summer art show (OUR HEAVEN) that without a doubt, helped others to be proud of their identities and pursue creative mediums. My photography is becoming more refined and I feel like I’m seeing pieces of myself in my work. I was able to leave a toxic workplace and am now in a place where I’m happy to work for. I’m becoming more open about my mental health to others, but also being more open to listen. This was also a great year for music releases.