I grew up in a traditional family with strict rules.
Growing up, being obedient, sensible, and law-abiding were the only labels attached to me.
Emotions must be restrained, preferences must be compromised, and dreams must be compromised for reality.
I am used to being repressed, used to hiding my desires in the deepest part, and living as the "most worry-free child" in the eyes of everyone except myself.
During my long youth, dance was my only secret outlet. In the corner where no one saw me, I breathed through the rhythm and stretched my limbs to catch the self that was about to be broken.
Later, I grew up slowly and got out of the siege of my native place.
I raise docile dogs, run to the mountains and sea breezes, ride horses to chase the wind, dive and chase the waves, and pick up the missing pieces of me bit by bit in the vast world.
I've been healing the world and accommodating everyone.
This time, I spent half my life being gentle and healing my young self.
[Gentle and delicate autobiography | No bloodshed or sadomasochism | Self-growth throughout the process | Reconcile with the past and embrace the rest of your life]
Purpose: Accept yourself and take control of your life