Im not your typical teenager. I am 15 and didn't have the best childhood. I grew up only knowing to trust my older sister and little brother. My parents are divorced and I was bullied throughout elementary, middle, and still throughout high school. This is my story of how I learned to grow and develop as a person and cope with my sexuality...but first I had to learn to forget my past and look forward to my future
The teenage period is usually not always easy. You make mistakes, you learn from them. It's like a moulding phase towards adulthood, which tends to be harder than adults make it sound. Especially in this generation.
Growing up in a society where having a psychological condition means you're a freak, abnormal or an attention seeker. Where gender inequality is still seen as normal and right. Where anything other than Heterosexuality means you're possessed or the spawn of the devil. Where showing your emotions as a guy means you're soft and weak, because toxic masculinity isn't seen as a problem. Also, having anything to do that's related to these "atrocities" means you're set for an even bigger social stigma. Being a teenager becomes harder than hard.
Just a group of teenagers trying to find a place for themselves in midst of a backward society, realising that life can't be all black and white.
Growing in an African home is hard but what's harder is being a Nigerian. O le gán.
"It is better to be hated for what you are, than to be loved for what you're not."
-André Gide