To be honest, there was a time when I wished I wasn’t born or alive.
I was going through something that felt difficult for me to handle, but I had to pretend I was okay so no one would worry about me.
I felt like a burden, I felt useless, I felt unimportant, I felt worthless, like I was just inconveniencing everyone.
I didn’t want to socialize with everyone because I was mentally, emotionally, and physically exhausted with constant paranoia and anxiety about going home where my problems were rooted.
But then I turned to drawing as a coping mechanism where I can draw what I was feeling and what I wanted.
I was awful at first, but I dedicated my time to trying to improve.
I started to notice that my family and friends started to notice me and were proud of how much I improved.
I realized that art is something that kept me moving forward and it's something I wanted to devote my life to.
It allowed me to zone out and be in my own little world where no one would bother me and where I didn’t have to worry about anything.
It was something that saved my life, so I want to do my best and become an illustrator or a concept artist.
With my dream in mind, I started to gain confidence in my self-worth and how I saw myself.
I noticed that there were a lot of people who cared about me and were supporting me to achieve my goals and dreams.
I know for a fact that I don’t want to disappoint them, but most importantly I don’t want to disappoint myself.
I want to live a life that not many people have the opportunity to live; I want to live for them, but also inspire them to live their best life.
-Juliana WAF member, 2021