Recently I went home and saw this piece of art hung in my bathroom growing up. Everytime I'd sit there, staring at this photo...I wondered who I was in this photo. Which bear I was. The only bear I wanted to be was the one with the black coat cus he was dancing with the one I thought was the prettiest girl. The one with the silver tu tu. I wanted her. But it didn't make sense. For years. I never could figure it out. Why didn't I fit in the picture? I'd go through all of them.
I never realized how much this piece of art impacted me. It tormented me. It made me feel like I didn't belong in society. It reminded me every day after school that I didn't fit in. That I was an outcast. It deeply saddens me to think how much this image hurt me growing up. It unintentionally made me feel like I was never going to belong.
Art is so important. More than ever. It breaks boundaries. It allows hope. Never stop creating. Exposing. We need to be exposed to it all. That's the only way we can grow. In the end we are all one. We need love. We want to belong. We need that.
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