magicallypriy

When I was about seven, my parents sat my brother and I down and told us that my mum wasn’t well. Now, I don’t remember the exact details because it was nearly twenty years ago, so I don’t really remember what I felt or what was going through my younger self’s mind. I don’t think that version of me really anticipated how much the big C would impact my life and that I only had twelve years left of my mum. Today is my mum’s birthday. She would be turning 59 and this year is also the year my brother gets married, so she’d be prepping for that. She fought cancer for twelve years and at the age of fifty-two, she passed away. I was nineteen at the time and I honestly didn’t know what to do from then. My mum was my first best friend and to have her ripped away from me when I still very much needed her, was something I couldn’t wrap my head around. My mum taught me a lot in the nineteen years we had together. She went through a lot of rigorous treatment during the span of twelve year

Learning to accept who you are is a difficult thing and I think it’s something we all struggle with at some point. When I came out at 19, it was almost like I was reinventing myself because I’d taken away the mask that I was hiding behind. Being bi is a part of who I am and for the majority of my life so far, I was hiding that part from the rest of the world, and from myself. Society kind of has expectations in place on how you should be and how you should act at the age of 25 so when people aren’t like that – you get stared at or the way you live your life gets questioned. Whether it’s because of your dress sense or your hobbies – society expects you to just “grow up” and grow out of certain things because it’s not what they think you should be like when you’re nearly 30. Loving Disney has always been a part of me, but as I grew older, I felt embarrassed to embrace that fully and show it off because of fear of judgement from people I don’t even know – or even people I do know.