What are you passionate about?
Simply put, I’m very passionate about somehow changing or
affecting people’s lives for the better!
So you want a good change? Has anyone inspired you?
My dad’s attitude of always helping everybody got me
interested because he was somehow way too satisfied for any typical person to
be.
People aren’t always open to others about their stories, it’s a fickle
thing, to share utmost and personal memories. What do you think would make
people open up about their stories?
I think the most important factor about sharing personal
stories is faith, trust, and compassion, and understanding others as
individuals.
How did your passion manifest itself in the real world? Do you see
yourself doing what you’re doing now in the next couple of years?
In order to achieve that, I started volunteering as much as
I could. In the next few years, I see myself using the knowledge I acquired
from my education in order to continue my quest on helping people through any
means possible.
Self-expression can be a struggle, some struggle with the idea of
expressing themselves a certain way. How have you expressed yourself?
In order to express myself, I ignore the world around me
because human tendency is to judge people from what they see. So, if I ignore
the typical views of those around me, neither I nore them will make a mistake
of stereotyping.
Society likes to fiddle. Through ideals and manifestations from people,
society sets these values on people. It likes to see people a certain way. How different does society see you versus who
you really are?
Society, family included, sees me as weak because I don’t
hesitate to show my emotions. In reality, I’m actually a very strong person. I’m
not afraid to show what’s in my heart and I’m not afraid to cope with all the
problems thrown at me.
How do people’s assumptions affect you and your actions? Or has their
assumptions, blatant stigmas or certain stereotypes, of you changed you as a
person?
Initially, I used to cry and block myself from everybody.
The stares and the laughs made me unsure of who I was. It came to a point where
I began to change my personality to fit into the people’s perspectives of me.
Currently, it inspires me to start true to myself because I’m actually viewed
by people as different, something that bothers me.
And finally, there are others that are in the same position as you.
They are going through the same struggles, facing the same stigmas and going
through the hurdles society has given them. Any advice to them?
I would ask them one question: “what would you
do if people ask you to destroy someone’s lie by harassing them through any
means just because they look different? You probably wouldn’t do it, then why
are you willing to destroy your own life because people tell you that you look
different?”