A little story about me. (Patreon)

As a gay man living in a homophobic country is like living in exile. If you're not open about you being gay, you don't feel at home. Even I didn’t feel at home in my own home.

At the age of 18, I was caught by my mother for having a relationship with a boy. My mother was very angry and forced me to break up with him. Because of that, I felt unwanted, rejected, and a failure as a son. She even sent me to a 'shaman' to convert me. And that was the first time I had my heartbreak, and it really broke me. After that, I had several ex-girlfriends just to please my family. But what about me? Of course, I still feel unhappy and deceived by myself.

With time, my mother is slowly breaking her 'wall' because she saw me unhappy for years. Though as of now she still haven’t accept my orientation fully, I count this as a blessing. I can't blame her for that, 'cause even I need soooo many years to accept myself. I still love her unconditionally.

But besides all the crappy things I had experienced, I have many friends who always supported me. Also, I have YOU, guys. And I can't thank you enough for liking and letting me express my passion through this platform.

Happy #pridemonth 🏳️‍🌈 everyone!