Black Is My Identity

Since I was little, I was different... I did not see things as others saw them, and I did not find myself in the bright colors they loved. While they ran toward the light, I was drawn toward the shadows. I never feared them, but felt they resembled me in a strange way. The first time I wore Black, I felt something change inside me... As if I had found a lost part of myself. It was not just a color on my body, but a feeling of belonging, of calm, of completeness. And from that moment, my journey began... My…