2018 was a year of meta. Of discovering meaning. Of questioning. Of understanding. Of articulation. I’ve learned that there’s much to be unlearned. And unlearned much that I’d learned.
The most important of it, I think, is that truth is expressed through language — and, therefore, limited by it. Much of my truth cannot be shared, for human existence is finite and I can’t be bothered expressing it. But when I DO speak up, I want to be sure I represent as best as I can what I want the world to hear.
I’ve learned to value… valuing itself. And in the process, I’ve learned the value of words and symbols. So here’s me, proudly displaying a symbol of liberation — a symbol that has empowered me personally, a symbol that serves to constantly remind me of the colours of my world. Because it turns out that’s something I value. 🏳️🌈
Thank you to everyone who has played a part in my personal journey. Here comes 2019.